Suspended in the air, Skyler spotted the blades made of space coming his way.
He didn't flinch. Didn't budge an inch.
Everyone braced themselves, thinking he was about to take the attack head-on—a reckless move that could leave him badly injured. But instead, he simply muttered.
"Cosmic collapse."
Before him, a gravitational field formed—instantly devouring everything in its path, every single blade. Yuris was stunned.
Skyler hadn't used this spell in any of his previous battles during the Annual Gala, which was why it caught him off guard.
The field then collapsed, destroying all the Evol it had absorbed and leaving behind a dark, pulsing void. Yuris barely managed to avoid being dragged in. His jaw tightened.
"Not an easy prey!"
He licked the blood from his lips, dodging the ice creatures that lunged at him. Silver lightning still crackled wildly around him.
