We stopped at the exact same time.
No warning.
No signal.
Just instinct slamming into us like a wall.
My mana flared violently, Death and Life reacting in sharp, ugly harmony, and before I could even open my mouth, Kent's hand clamped down on my shoulder.
"Move," he said.
We vanished.
The world snapped sideways, my stomach lagging half a heartbeat behind my body, and then we reappeared a dozen meters away in a spray of displaced air and dirt.
A fraction of a second later, the place we had been standing ceased to exist.
The ground collapsed.
Not cracked.
Not split.
Collapsed.
A deafening boom tore through the forest as the earth caved inward, forming a massive crater that swallowed trees whole. Jagged ice spikes erupted upward from the impact point, spearing into the sky like frozen teeth. Frost raced across the ground in every direction, flash-freezing soil, roots, rocks, everything into a dead, glassy wasteland.
