Golden silhouettes surrounded them, enveloped by black water from the ocean—cold to the sight, its flow immense. Arlok controlled it merely with his gaze. These crimson eyes, though lacking their physical world color, flared with anger due to the repeated situations he found himself in. That anger was again directed at the girl he had already 'killed'.
This stream of controlled water headed toward Anna and her forehead, specifically toward the star. The golden gleams clashed with the black water, the embodiment of Arlok's power here, in the spirit world. A small movement of his body shattered the star into pieces. His eyes filled with fury, realizing the enemy stood right in front of him.
