The sudden, violent warping of the spatial fabric caught Leo Shaw completely off guard. He had just stepped out of the "Ice Queen’s" office, his mind still buzzing with the tactical implications of the Phoenix Academy and the scent of Sonya’s sandalwood perfume lingering on his skin. One moment, he was walking down a standard, stone-paved corridor of the Spirit Martial Academy; the next, the very air in front of him seemed to buckle and fold like a piece of parchment tossed into a furnace.
Leo’s instincts, honed by the Goddess Affection System and his newly integrated Spirit-Forged Body, screamed a warning. He reflexively skidded backward, his boots screeching against the polished floor. Before he could even consciously process the threat, the Nihility Divine Thunder within his core react
