The Phantom's voice rang out across the Colosseum, a mix of excitement and dark amusement coloring his words. "Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed beings of all realms! As we enter the next phase of this cosmic clash, I urge you to hold onto your seats - and perhaps your very concept of substantiality!"
As if triggered by the Phantom's words, the arena began to shift once more.
The patchwork of realities that had formed the battlefield started to bleed together, creating a surreal landscape that defied comprehension.
Euclidean geometry gave way to impossible angles, while colors shifted through spectrums unseen by mortal eyes.
Houdini stood at the center of this chaos, his form flickering between his human appearance and something... other.
One moment he was the dashing escape artist, the next a being of pure light and shadow. His voice, when he spoke, seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.
