This was Loki's true power unleashed—not mere illusion, but the fundamental ability to make lies more real than truth. The burning stars were not stars at all, but Adam's memories of dying planets, given physical form and turned against him. The serpents were not serpents, but the doubts he had harbored during his darkest moments, now manifested as living things with poison fangs and crushing coils.
Adam found himself fighting not just Loki and Fenrir, but his own past transformed into weapons of war. Every strike he parried became two more attacks from angles that shouldn't exist. Every step he took carried him through landscapes that shifted between his nightmares and Loki's imagination, terrain that followed no physical laws save those of malicious intent.
