บท 1009: Just Don't Kill Me

A chilling silence fell in the wake of the forced closure of the spatial rift, with Cekt gawking at his disciple in a mixture of astonishment and disbelief.

It was a formidable True Will Move, of a kind that could snuff out even an average Oracle Overseer if they chose not to defend. Such absolute telekinetic force, with the capacity to collapse space itself, simply could not be countered by mere physical robustness.

The Wendok had never been feared for his physical prowess, so he knew in his soul's marrow that he would not survive such a space-collapsing attack if he did not resist. Saros wore an even graver countenance, if that were possible, his self-assurance primarily rooted in his tough musculature.