"Go to hell... and repent!"
Lynch's voice, cold as the chilling wind of the Nine Nether Hells, still echoed on the spiritual level, and the aura surrounding him had undergone a cataclysmic transformation.
No longer was there the profound calm, but instead, it was as if the universe itself had opened a cold and indifferent eye. Three distinct yet perfectly fused Domain Powers erupted centered around him with a thunderous bloom!
First, the invisible barrier of the Space Domain completely solidified, turning this barren hill into an absolutely isolated prison, cutting off all inside from the outside, making any form of escape a distant hope.
Next, the eerie fluctuations of the Time Domain spread. Reo and the others were horrified to find that their thought speed and physical reactions began to fall into disarray, everything around them seemed to be put on slow motion, while Lynch's figure maintained an absolutely smooth movement within, like a fish swimming through thick amber.
