The air didn't distort this time.
It tightened.
Like the space itself was being compressed into a single point.
Jovian didn't move. Neither did the others.
Vital Mirage stood fully formed, its presence sharp and unwavering.
Then—
A figure appeared.
Not dramatically. Not with force.
Just… there.
As if he had always been standing in that exact spot, and reality finally decided to acknowledge it.
Voss Calder.
Tall. Still. Completely composed.
His presence didn't overwhelm the area.
It controlled it.
"So," Voss said quietly, his voice calm, almost detached, "this is what remains."
Iggy stepped forward immediately. "You talk too much for someone who's been hiding."
Voss didn't even look at him.
"I do not hide," he replied.
Jovian spoke next.
"You observe."
That got Voss's attention.
A slight shift of his gaze.
"…Correct."
The space around him flickered for a moment.
And behind him—
A shape formed.
Dark. Defined.
Sharp like carved stone.
His Stand.
Not fully revealed.
But present.
Jovian's eyes narrowed.
"…Obsidian Fang."
Voss didn't confirm it.
He didn't need to.
"You forced proximity," Voss said. "Now you will experience it."
The ground cracked—
And the fight began.