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Gurnak grimaced, understanding the same necessity. Summoning his remaining strength, he reversed gravity, propelling both himself and Vorenza into the upper atmosphere. Their new battleground stretched across the vast expanse of stars.

Vorenza clung to a thread anchored to nothingness, her body flashing with ethereal light as the wounds across her form slowly healed. Before her, Gurnak floated, his aura blazing brighter than ever.

"You're strong, Vorenza, but this ends now," he declared.

Raising his hand, he conjured a massive singularity—a black hole so dense it distorted light and time itself. Though not a true singularity, it operated under the logic of one, its pull intensifying with each passing second. Vorenza screamed as the force dragged her closer to oblivion. Yet, as the event horizon loomed ever nearer, a chilling chuckle echoed across the void.