Duraga was frozen in his roaring, lunging posture, but the space around him was instantly "clenched" inward, as if by a giant, invisible hand!
It wasn't a compression, but an "erasure."
The small cubic space he occupied—along with the roaring Gray Dwarf within it, his armor, the War Axe in his hands, and his burgeoning Life Energy—was like a pencil mark wiped away by an eraser. Silently, cleanly...
Vanished.
In his place, only a patch of "nothingness" remained—absolutely smooth, reflecting a cold light, as if nothing had ever existed there at all.
Galvis's mouth was open, as if he meant to sing one last note.
But the Laws of "sound" and "vibration" around him were forcibly ripped away, annihilated.
It wasn't silence. It was the redefinition of his location as a zone where "no fluctuations are permitted."
His vocal cords, his heart, the flow of his blood, even the vibrations of the most minuscule particles that made up his body... everything returned to absolute "stillness."
