Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, but in reality, it was lightning-fast. To an outside observer, Felix would have looked like a statue—his eyes glazed over, locked onto the Mystery Parchment in his hands.

With his last shred of awareness, he summoned every soul-bound weapon he had, flinging them out in desperation. But neither the Infinite Shield nor Lumen reacted. Without a visible enemy, they had nothing to attack or defend against. The Mountain Mover stayed equally useless.

Then,