With no trees to defend himself, Amon felt that his journey here had finally come to an end. His breathing was ragged, his steps uneven, and just as despair began to settle in his chest, he suddenly spotted something.
His gaze locked onto a familiar stretch of water ahead.
'This… is similar to the part of the lake we used to enter this star gate?!'
Amon's eyes widened. There was no time to hesitate, no time to doubt whether his guess was right or wrong. Drawing out every last bit of strength left in his body, he burst forward and dove straight into the pond.
The moment he entered the water, his perception twisted violently.
Up and down lost their meaning. Distance warped. Even the passage of time seemed to blur as a strange pressure squeezed in from all sides.
And just as Amon felt his body was about to be torn apart piece by piece, the mysterious coin he had created suddenly reacted.
It was as if it had gained a life of its own.
