The monomolecular edge of Corin Dres's sword stopped precisely one millimeter from the pulse point on the right side of Nox's throat.
A localized singularity of pure, absolute void mana expanded outward from Nox's core, swallowing the ambient light in the center of the amphitheater.
[Domain: Event Horizon Activated]
[Singularity Blade: Anomaly Strike Engaged]
The space surrounding Nox's neck bent into an impossible ninety-degree spatial fold, causing the vibrating blade to slice harmlessly through empty air.
"Prediction model failure: Subject bypassed three-dimensional spatial coordinates!" Corin's quantum core shrieked in digital panic as red error glyphs flooded his vision.
Nox did not take a step back, but instead he reached forward with his bare left hand and clamped his fingers around Corin's reinforced titanium collar.
