The leader of the base stared at William with alarm etched deeply across his features.
His instincts screamed at him to raise his hands, to attack, to retaliate in any way possible, but his body refused to obey.
Every command his mind issued died before reaching his limbs.
The invisible pressure of space itself crushed down on him, locking him in place so completely that even the twitch of a finger felt impossible.
[ Host, do it soon. To restrain an SSS entity, the Void Sovereignty Spell is consuming a lot of mana.]
The system's warning echoed sharply in William's mind, but he did not rush.
Instead, he began walking forward at an unhurried pace, each step deliberate and controlled.
His boots struck the stone floor with soft but clear echoes that spread through the hall, the sound amplified by the unnatural silence created by the space lock.
