The battle began without ceremony.
Tyler didn't waste another second.
He sprinted forward across the drifting debris, boots barely touching the surface before he launched himself upward. Space rippled beneath him as he bent it slightly—short-distance acceleration compressing the gap.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared directly in front of Gailo.
His fist drew back.
"Just let me punch you once," Tyler muttered.
Before his knuckles could connect—
A thin, almost invisible shockwave burst outward from Gailo's body.
It didn't look powerful.
But it struck with precision.
Tyler's body suddenly shrank mid-air—reduced to a fraction of his original size as the lingering effect of one of Gailo's spatial suppression skills activated.
The shockwave slammed into him.
Tiny Tyler was blasted backward like a pebble.
He smashed into a floating slab of stone, embedding himself in it and creating a small human-shaped crater in the debris.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then—
