Day twelve! Limits and Connection
Reinhard stood alone in the arena, the moon casting long shadows through the high windows. Everyone else had gone to bed hours ago. But he couldn't stop. Not yet.
He activated Precognition and Spatial Lord together. The vision appeared, five seconds ahead, showing him gripping space and pulling. Then he did it for real, his hand catching the air like fabric.
The conflicting energies tore through him. His vision fractured, and pain exploded behind his eyes again.
He managed to hold it for five seconds before his legs gave out.
Reinhard collapsed onto his back, gasping for air while staring up at the arena ceiling.
He felt sweat dripping into his eyes. His entire body was trembling from exhaustion and pain.
Fate System. He thought as he continued staring up at the white ceiling. I'm getting better at using multiple Sigils.
Reinhard wiped the sweat off his brow.
But why were they incompatible in the first place... Reinhard tilted his head.
