The Flow: Redirection

A hush fell over the frozen skies as Cain faced the colossal energy cannon. From a distance, he was but a speck of dust compared to that raging beam of elemental destruction. Yet his heart was paradoxically calm, marked by a sense of utter tranquility that belied the lethal threat fast approaching.

With eyes closed, Cain laced his hands together in a slow, deliberate gesture and drew a deep breath. At that moment, his entire being seemed to harmonize with the fundamental forces that shaped the Gu World. The swirling winds, the biting cold, and the intangible currents of power all became part of a grand cosmic tapestry he could feel resonating inside his body.

As soon as the cannon was a heartbeat away from engulfing him, Cain opened his eyes. Each iris glowed with such powerful golden radiance that they resembled supernovas bursting with primordial light. The intensity of his gaze alone seemed enough to make the very air shudder.