Gradually, the air between me and the Fushigimi siblings began to distort.
Space warped and twisted like nothing I had ever seen.
Crackle-!
A thunderous sound like a strike of lightning resounded in the area as space itself was violently split and ripped apart, opening up a crack―a rift appeared in the middle of the air, widening with each passing moment as the crackles and crunches of the universe's fabric being torn echoed.
It appeared as if a demon of another dimension had grabbed ahold of the very space that connected our worlds and tore it in an attempt to invade.
No, that's almost exactly what it was.
Space... A Concept of his level threatens more danger than any devil, after all.
As the rift in the air had opened up to a size of roughly two metres in height, something―someone―began to emerge from the black, void-like nothingness beyond.
