Liam went through a familiar, uncomfortable experience, his superhuman perception becoming a double-edged sword.
The world Liam had perceived suddenly vanished, only to be replaced by another just as abruptly, forcing his senses to work overtime to catch up with the wide array of details they could absorb.
Nevertheless, it seemed Liam's growth since Archbishop's inheritance and repeated exposure to that practice had improved his ability to endure it. He didn't feel disoriented in the slightest, but that did little to lessen its unpleasantness.
When everything returned, Liam saw a familiar magical circle. Even the smooth, white stone was the same, but his greatsword was now stabbed into it.
Actually, stabbed wasn't the right word. After all, the whole surface was no more.
As expected, the greatsword had crushed the circular platform, shattering it into countless pieces. The weapon rested among debris that carried intricate geometrical symbols, albeit none shone now.
