This balance scale was different from an ordinary one; it seemed to be constantly Devouring the light around it.
At the same time, the two ends of the scale were not identical.
The beam on the right was twice as long as the one on the left; clearly, there was nothing placed on either pan, yet the scale remained in perfect equilibrium.
It gave off a distinctly discordant feeling.
Tarinda held the scale up with her right hand, closed her eyes, and seemed to be sensing something.
Meanwhile, Lis did not sit and wait either.
There were many possible causes for the predicament before them; he needed to quickly find the correct way to break through.
After all, his time was limited.
Whether it was the time limit on how long he could exert Demigod-level Strength, or the time Cain could hold off Demogorgon.
So for Lis and Tarinda, they had to make the most of every moment.
Lis raised his right hand, and his index finger lightly tapped toward the Space in front of him.
