"What do you take us for? Fools? We would end you and make sure you never see the dawn of daylight ever again!" one of the figures said as they charged forward.
Master Hong, sensing the impending clash, swiftly maneuvered. With a whispered incantation, a gentle azure mist cascaded through the room, enshrouding them all. In a blink, the surroundings blurred, and Ego felt an odd weightlessness grip him.
The blue haze enveloped them in a surreal embrace, and before the trio of shadowy figures could react, the scene disintegrated into an otherworldly distortion. Colors swirled, time twisted, and the air crackled with arcane energy. It was a dizzying, disorienting sensation, almost as if reality itself folded around them.
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