Facing a faction leader

The Sky Sovereign was at a loss for words. Logic dictated that their targets should be handled slowly, one by one—a meticulous, calculated approach that minimized unnecessary risks. Yet the Third Realm phantom, could not ignore the sense of truth in Cain's impassioned declaration. After all, the point of possessing overwhelming strength was to be free, to act according to one's heart's desire, and not to be shackled by endless contingencies and hypothetical dangers.

Cain felt an exhilaration burn in his veins—a kind of eager, reckless anticipation that only grew stronger when unimpeded by caution. His speed was truly astonishing now, a seamless blend of physical might and mastery over the Laws.