Sebastian gritted his teeth as the pain hit him.
It felt like being crushed in a hydraulic press while simultaneously being shoved through a dial-up modem.
His physical body began to violently glitch.
His black leather coat, his boots, his very flesh—it all began to dissolve into a swirling storm of pure, raw green data. He was forcefully un-rendering his physical meat-suit, compressing his Demigod stats, his inventory, and his consciousness into a microscopic packet of pure, localized source code.
Corvin watched in absolute horror as the towering intruder literally folded in on himself, shrinking down until there was nothing left but a small, violently buzzing sphere of green light floating in the air.
Before Corvin could even scream, the green sphere shot forward and slammed directly into his chest.
It didn't leave a physical mark. It plunged straight into Corvin's digital interface.
