Kharvexis's eyes tightened.
He instantly pushed his power outward. The gray gemstone in his chest flared, and Primordial Force spread with it, sweeping in wide arcs as he tried to catch Ethan's residual trace.
The scan washed over the sky above the mine, over the shattered ruins, over the golden sea of light, and even over the Emerald Castle army's position.
Nothing.
Ethan's presence was gone—cleanly erased.
Kharvexis's alertness spiked to the limit. He tightened his grip on the saber and layered several shells of gray defense around himself. The gemstone in his chest began spinning faster, ready for an ambush from any direction.
Then he noticed something else.
Black particles—countless tiny specks—had appeared in the space around him.
