I remained hidden within the pocket dimension, watching the silver Essence continuously flow from the ancient skeleton into the Roc's enormous body.
The more I observed, the more I understood the nature of this place. The skeleton was not merely an inheritance left behind by some ancient beast; it was a massive reservoir of pure Space Origin, and the Roc had been using it to strengthen his own comprehension for countless years.
That made him even more valuable to me, but it also meant I could not afford to give him time to react once I attacked. I slowly gathered my Soul Force and began constructing the technique inside my body, carefully suppressing every fluctuation so that the Roc would remain unaware of my presence.
Space Origin gathered first, followed by Time and Resonance, and I gradually compressed the three forces until they became almost completely undetectable, like a ripple waiting beneath the surface of a perfectly still lake.
