Chapter 55: The Rift Within

When Geralda told me not to attack, her words weighed heavily in my mind. I didn't take it as a mere suggestion... it was a mystery. A puzzle. Something in her tone, the deliberate calmness, made me question the meaning behind her words.

I watched as the Knight of the Void moved, his black, pulsing armor rippling like a rift torn from the depths of space. There was no glow, no shimmer, no reflection... only an oppressive void that devoured light itself. That was when I understood.

His armor wasn't just protection. It was an embodiment of a dimensional rift, an infinite void that made him untouchable. No blade could pierce it, no energy could scar it, no force could bend it. Physical attacks, dimensional strikes, even the most potent energy-based assaults would vanish into the abyss, erased as if they never existed.

But every armor, no matter how impenetrable, has its flaw.