Nathan's eyes narrowed sharply, his focus locking onto Harvin and the Metallic Totem. His hands rose slowly, the air thickening with the weight of his intent.
The metallic walls around them seemed to hum in response, as if preparing for something catastrophic.
Without a moment's hesitation, Harvin didn't move to defend himself.
Instead, with a swift motion, he tossed the Metallic Totem high into the air. It spiraled upwards, catching the light for a brief moment, before the first wave of metallic spears shot toward it with terrifying speed.
Every single one struck its target, embedding themselves deep into the totem's surface.
The totem's metal surface groaned under the impact, but it held firm. In the midst of the chaos, Harvin's foot came down hard against the floor.
