The labyrinth continued shifting.
Platforms moved. Bridges twisted. Cubes opened and closed like mechanical beasts. Attacks came from above, below, behind, and even from angles that should not have existed. Yet with Max standing at the center of the formation, no attack truly came as a surprise. His Dimensional Sovereign Body gave him a complete view of the battlefield, and he guided the group through the shifting maze with calm precision.
"Ervin, forward."
Ervin moved.
His spear thrust out once.
The motion was simple.
Too simple.
But the result was terrifying.
A line of black-silver spear light pierced through seven floating cubes in a row. Each cube had been moving at a different speed and angle, yet his spear strike passed through all of them perfectly, as if he had seen the exact point where their paths would align before they aligned.
