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"{Spatial Configuration: Twelve Floor Black Hole}"
TRUUUMMM!!!
"Nnnggh?!"
"Aaaghh!"
Hydra and Celene tried to escape, but the gravitational pull caught them from every direction. Celene's phantom clones were instantly absorbed, vanishing without resistance.
The two dragons felt their bodies being torn apart from all angles, the black hole-like spatial distortions threatening to unravel them completely.
"Yep, that's as far as you'll go," Sarutahiko said smugly. "I have to admit, you were strong and clever. You even wounded me. But this is your limit. There's a wall between us—one that pathetic little lizards like you could never cross. Still, well done... and goodbye."
He closed his palm. The space around Hydra and Celene compressed further, black and red energies spiraling into a vortex of death. The twelve cubes began collapsing inward.
Until—
BOOOMMM!!!
