Severing Fate

The creature tilted its head, as if it understood what they were planning — and for the first time, it moved fast, the threads whipping out in a tangled, frantic storm, trying to overwhelm them all at once.

Joon blasted a wall of lightning to clear the path, Seul ducked low, manipulating the rubble like it was an extension of herself, and Jin surged forward, every step a war against his own body.

They moved like a machine, like every single failure and death they'd experienced had drilled precision into them.

Jin broke strings with brutal swings of the staff.

Seul crushed obstacles with perfectly timed gravity pulses.

Joon blasted apart traps before they could even fully form.

The creature snarled, the threads splitting apart, and Seul launched the debris like a meteor.

And the creature dodged.

It didn't rewind them.

It just moved out of the way.

Jin's blood ran cold.

"...It can dodge?"