Olana stood dazed, her breath hitching in her throat as she watched the display. The dense clusters of icons representing Hye's grand fleet were thinning out at an impossible rate, fading away with every passing second.
It was yet another bizarre, reality-bending spectacle in a battle already shown such an incident minutes ago. To any observer, the sight was a cocktail of immense shock and pure disbelief.
If Olana—who had witnessed Hye's impossible feats firsthand and stood by his side through the fire of this war—felt this level of shock, it was easy to imagine the paralysis gripping his enemies.
Across the void, the Torank commanders froze. They were utterly unable to grasp the mechanics of what they were seeing. The grand fleet they had been locked in a death struggle with was simply vanishing from the fabric of the universe.
