BOOOOOM!
I shot forward.
The pain was still there—shattered ribs, burning wounds, breath rattling in my chest—but it no longer held weight. My body had adapted, pushed past the point of limitation, driven only by the relentless momentum of battle.
And in that motion, I felt it.
The Void.
It no longer flickered. No longer felt distant or elusive. It was there—part of me now, woven into my very movements, no longer a force I had to wield but something as natural as breathing.
SWOOSH!
The Kraken lashed out, a massive limb cutting through the air, aiming to crush me.
I didn't dodge.
I moved through it.
Like falling starlight slipping through cracks in the night sky.
CLANG.
My estoc met the abyssal flesh mid-motion, and this time—I felt it sink deeper.
