The Black Hole Domain shrank tight, bringing the air density up sharply. Gravity crushed the rocks at Logan's feet, sending them crumbling apart.
Bar stood beside the black hole, staring coldly toward Logan. Space chains rattled loudly in his hand.
Logan was down to his last Save Point in his secret room state. His DNA cracks were accelerating into disintegration. The Blind Prophet was dying, slipping into a deep slumber. And Violet's temporary status had only 22 days left.
"It's time to go all out!"
Logan didn't back down. He pushed off the ground with his toes and leaped to the highest platform of the Black Abyss Canyon.
The wind was so strong it threatened to knock him off. His black cloak snapped wildly in the gusts. Small pebbles at his feet were swept away by the wind toward the cliff edge. It took ages before any sound of them hitting the ground could be heard.
