The Hollow Knight raised his sword.
For a moment, the world fell silent—then everything exploded into motion.
The three-headed beast leapt, each mouth trailing an elemental blaze of destruction. The left head unleashed a wave of magma, crashing forward like a living volcano. The right breathed pure soulfire, ghostly and white, burning on a level that could sear the soul from the body. The central head exhaled void—a black storm that devoured sound and color as it surged.
But the Hollow Knight was already gone.
With no visible motion, he appeared above the magma head, sword plunging downward. His blade, glowing with the Law of Severance, cleaved clean through the monster's armor, slicing an obsidian horn in half. A burst of dark ichor followed—but it wasn't enough to slow the creature.
The hound reared back and twisted midair. Its central head snapped toward the knight with void-charged fangs. The space around the jaws collapsed, dragging everything inward.
