A cold realization washed over me as I felt the familiar presence of [Shadowborne] vanish from within. It was simply… gone as if it had been erased from my very being. My instinctual reliance on the shadows, my ability to vanish and strike from concealed positions—all of it had been stripped away.
This was one of the Void Dragon's abilities, a terrifying attribute of void energy itself. It could erase the very essence of things, nullifying powers it found troublesome, leaving opponents vulnerable. The dragon had sensed [Shadowborne] as my most elusive strength, the one that had frustrated it again and again and had chosen to erase it entirely.
I clenched my jaw, my mind racing to adjust. This was exactly why I had restrained my attack, focusing first on marking the dragon's weak points. If I had revealed my full strength too soon—if my offensive abilities had been nullified instead—I would have been left defenseless against this creature.
