A moment ago, back on the arena—
As the beam struck Reon's body, it began to ravenously drain his Spiritual Energy—like gluttony given form.
Yet he stood unmoving.
Then—he smiled.
"Good," he murmured, eyes gleaming. "Let's see what your so-called 'Ultimate Move' can really do."
Slowly, he raised his right arm, voice low and calm as a storm on the horizon.
"Luna. Activate it."
From the distance, Yi Ran narrowed her eyes. "What… is he doing?" she wondered, though she brushed the thought aside.
Then, from deep within Reon, a soft, ethereal voice answered—heard by him alone:
"Yes, Master."
Then came the response.
"Abyssal Absorption: Eternal Void of... Annihilation—
First Art—Devour All Offense!"
WHOOSH!
Above Reon's outstretched hand, a black void began to form—a perfect circle of shadow, like a miniature black hole, unseen by any but him.
In a single breath, it fully materialized.
