The instant his body crossed the boundary, everything stopped.
His forward momentum died as if he had slammed into invisible stone. His four arms froze mid-stride. "What—"
He never finished the thought when something pulled from within him.
A violent wrench tore through his existence, and his vision inverted.
One moment he was inside his body.
The next, he was standing outside it.
His physical form remained suspended at the edge of the domain, eyes wide and lifeless, while his soul was dragged fully into the crucible. His soul form flickered into existence—smaller, far weaker than the two titans already fighting, its outline unstable and trembling.
The four-armed warrior screamed.
Inside the domain, the rules were absolute.
The Rank Four Amazari turned first.
His eyes lit up.
Another participant.
Another source.
He struck without mercy, but he wasn't the only one as Beginning also sent out a punch.
