Aaron stood before the massive spatial rift, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths.
The arena around him had become a battlefield.
The Dragon King's Domain had blanketed the stadium in an ancient golden pressure. The Domain of the Blood Monarch had followed, filling the air with crimson mist and terrifying killing intent.
The combined force had frozen nearly everyone in place.
Demons.
Dark elves.
Werewolves.
Vampires.
Even the four peak S-Rank leaders who had entered the arena with complete confidence had been unable to move.
Aaron was the only one who could still act.
And none of it had happened by chance.
The moment Arthur handed Aaron the sword and the skill book, he had taken an enormous gamble.
Arthur had not explained his entire plan.
There had been no time.
Instead, he had trusted Aaron to understand.
The skill book, Spatial Locations, had not simply increased Aaron's perception.
It had awakened a deeper use of his Dimension Walker talent.
