The world in Khan's senses instantly changed. He experienced what those around him had faced whenever his mood changed, but its intensity was at least twice as powerful as what he was capable of.
The symphony remained silent and invisible but gained a strange weight. Khan felt the air had turned into boulders without losing its gaseous properties. A mountain was pressing on him now, threatening to squash his body into a gory pulp.
The bone crown and armor shattered under the invisible weight, but Khan's eyes remained fixed to the sky. Baoway's star still shone, but Khan felt like a giant shadow had appeared above him and was about to crush him.
Veins bulged and muscles tensed all over Khan's body as he summoned the entirety of his physical strength to lift his left arm. Meanwhile, mana accumulated in his palm, quickly giving birth to a chaos spear that flew upward once he completed the gesture.
