Vane froze as Nymera's fingers tightened around his throat.
The instant she touched him; it was as if a silent signal rippled through the hall—every Anvil Lord hidden among the crowd snapped their attention toward them.
"I… didn't ste—" He tried to speak, surrounded on all sides and pinned by someone two full ranks above him.
But before he could finish, Nymera collapsed at his feet.
Then another fell. And another. One by one, every Anvil Lord dropped lifelessly to the ground.
Across the room, Ash watched the scene unfold with a smile he didn't bother to hide.
To him, the Anvil Lords were nothing more than a minor inconvenience.
All it took was a single activation of his Quantum Eclipse. As the power bloomed, his mana spread outward, blanketing the entire land of Weaving.
He wasn't sure how many Anvil Lords were present—or how many might be lurking elsewhere.
So he chose the simplest path.
