Bang—!
The barrier shook, and so did the Deacon's heart.
Hands erupted around him—dozens, maybe hundreds—each one shifting in color like bleeding oil. The red ones swelled, pulsing with violent energy as they ballooned in size.
Then, with a deafening crack, they slammed into the barrier surrounding him.
The impact rippled like thunder through the air, and the protective field trembled under the force, groaning as if it might shatter.
"How does this make sense...?"
The Deacon's expression twisted with confusion and uncertainty.
What he was currently seeing...
It made no sense at all. It completely shattered his common sense, and in that moment, he was unable to remain calm.
Bang!
The barrier rippled again, and the Deacon took a step back, his chest growing heavy.
