Silence

"Arrgh!!"

The black and red shadow staggered back two full steps under the force of Robin's Soul Shard's punch. Its voice, sharp with disbelief and fury, rang out through the battlefield.

"Did you just… lay your hand on me?!" It trembled with barely restrained rage. "You dare?! You dare lay your filthy hand on ME?!"

"Watch me do it again!" The colossal Soul Shard, mirroring Robin's will, raised its other hand, preparing for a second strike without hesitation.

Helen, still in a state of shock, struggled to process what she had just witnessed. The golden cloak— what was it? How had it neutralized her destruction law so easily? She had fought countless battles across the ages, faced beings of incomprehensible power, and yet… nothing had ever nullified her abilities like this.