With a tug, he couldn't pull anything.
The dark, blurry palm hesitated for a moment.
Clearly, it hadn't anticipated such an outcome.
Instinctively, it tried to pull several more times with force.
But Jason remained standing there, unmoved.
Moreover, he slowly lowered his head to look over.
The blurry, dark palm seemed to feel his gaze and immediately stiffened.
The atmosphere followed, becoming awkward.
A full second later, the palm twitched uneasily.
Then...
It began to slowly retreat.
As if assuming that Jason couldn't see it.
It quickly retreated to the edge of the 'wall'.
And just as it was about to return to the 'crack', the hand abruptly vanished.
It crossed through space again, reaching for Jason's ankle.
Cunning!
The blurry, dark palm exhibited considerable intelligence.
But that was useless against Jason!
Jason remained standing there without moving, simply slowly raising his other foot.
