Sylas took a step forward. His hand trembled slightly. But his eyes burned with focus.
"Come down…"
The rift pulsed and the pull increased again. The bird's body tilted and It lost balance. Its wing movements became erratic. It was no longer in control.
Gio stared in disbelief.
"He's… pulling it down…"
The massive creature slowly descended. Not willingly but forcibly by the spatial rift
Dragged by the tearing force of space itself.
The ground beneath it cracked as the pressure intensified.
The bird let out one last furious cry. Then, it made a desperate move. It folded its wings and dove.
Straight toward Sylas. Not to escape, but to attack. It was a bird's final gamble.
Sylas's pupils shrank, but he didn't move. Instead, he stepped forward.
The rift expanded slightly more. The moment the bird entered its range, the effect multiplied instantly.
Boom!
The air collapsed inward. The bird's body jerked violently, and its dive stopped midway like it had hit an invisible wall.
