[Gasan Digital Complex, Seoul - Nightshade's Warehouse, Underground: Main Production Room]
"What... what is this?"
Lampard's voice held a note of disbelief.
His aura-powered fist, meant to shatter bone, had struck an invisible wall.
There was nothing between him and Rel, nothing his senses could detect to have halted his attack.
Yet, as his hand plunged towards Rel's face... it stopped.
The force he'd unleashed had vanished, dissipated into nothingness.
He could only assume it might have reappeared elsewhere, but where, he couldn't comprehend.
Lampard stared at Rel, standing only a few feet away, carrying the broken boy he'd transformed.
Rel's face contorted in rage. Though his features remained calm, the fury in his eyes was unmistakable...
Although Lampard was frozen in shock, It was unlike anything he'd ever encountered – not an ability, not a skill he recognized.
