Chapter 256 Ascendancy of Threads — The Astral Weave
Benang Defiance began to bend at its ends.
Rinoa and the three spirits—Ashravel, Calytheris, and Veylara—were still holding back the relentless assault of Thaer'Zhulith, but the dimensional pressure was mounting. Reality quivered; time began to repeat itself in a disorienting loop, heightening their sense of urgency.
The magic circle created by Rinoa grew wearier. Even Veylara's dimensional roots began to crack.
From afar, as if the wind were whispering secrets from the cosmos, the rhythm of cosmic energy crawled through the vast expanse of space and time, penetrating the established boundaries of reality. Rinoa felt as if she were losing her way, trapped in a vortex that encompassed more than just the battle; it embodied the very fabric of their existence. She gathered the strength within herself, each heartbeat becoming a resolute foothold for the formidable spells she wove.
Fitran clenched his fists.
The power within him surged restlessly. He realized that every moment brought them closer to a destiny that was interwoven. There was a fire in his eyes, a blend of despair and hope. Each attack from Thaer'Zhulith rattled his soul, testing the limits of his spirit.
"I cannot just stand here."
The Voidwright within him continued to swirl, yet he knew... the Voidwright alone was not enough to combat the power that reshaped reality itself. A force that not only traversed dimensions but sought to alter the very essence of their existence. Fitran turned his gaze to Rinoa, feeling the magical connection woven between them, the strength of two souls standing against the darkness.
It is time.
"I vow to leave this path behind...
...because I once believed theory and observation merely slowed down will."