The barrier, once a luminous and robust shield enveloping Felix's soul, was now riddled with fissures and spiderweb cracks.
Each line that marred its surface was a testament to the brutal and relentless assault it had endured.
The light that it emitted was flickering and dimming, a stark indication of its weakening state.
Lady Sphinx and the others had witnessed the barrier being tested and strained before, but it had always held firm, a reliable bastion.
But now, as they watched the cracks spread and deepen, they understood the chilling reality: if the barrier collapsed, it would signify the end of Felix.
His soul, the very core of his being, would be erased by Nimo's alter ego, leaving nothing behind but a void...
A heavy silence hung over the tenants as they stood powerless to intervene. The weight of impending loss bore down upon them, each crack in the barrier a cruel countdown to an outcome they were desperate to prevent.
