For something so massive that it almost defied meaning, there were barely any disturbances in the world, almost as if the massive tentacle was not real, just a phantom of something that could not possibly exist, however, what I could feel in space was something extremely different… it was almost as if the fabrics of space itself was being constantly torn open, and there were countless ripples, cracks and eruption happening.
It was this warning from my space resonance that caused me to quickly withdraw my domain into my body; otherwise, I suspected that I would have been instantly ground into chunks of flesh from the silent eruption of space that was happening when the tentacle erupted from the ground and was climbing towards the heavens.
It was at this moment that I realized why Vrakth, as an Arcanist Tier demon, had not used his domain during our battles, but the Arcanists inside the Caelith were able to use their control over their domain to battle me.
