Ethan's breathing grew ragged, every nerve in his body straining like it was fighting for survival. He forced his energy to circulate, desperately trying to adjust to the brutal chaos in the air around him.
But no matter how hard he pushed, the wild force in the environment wouldn't yield. It refused to be absorbed.
The pain crept in slowly—splitting, searing pain that felt like it could rip him to pieces at any moment.
Just as he was about to break, a sharp beam of white light caught his eye.
Lily's form shimmered again. She blurred into a streak of pure light and shot straight into his body.
Warmth surged through Ethan like spring thawing winter, a soft breeze replacing the frostbite in his bones.
"So the energy here's already changed," Lily's voice echoed in his mind. "I can't endure this place on my own. But if my power fuses with your body, fast enough... we might just sync with this environment."
