"....."
Glatheon continued staring at Robin's face for nearly a full minute, unable to look away no matter how hard he tried. Every attempt to redirect his thoughts failed almost immediately, as his mind kept returning to the same unbelievable conclusion over and over again.
What Robin had just said bordered on fantasy.
Not the exaggerated fantasies of ignorant cultivators who dreamed beyond their capabilities, but the kind of fantasy that directly contradicted principles that had governed the universe for countless ages.
If there were a manifestation of determination, it would be drawn in Robin's image.
A manifestation that refused compromise, refused surrender, and refused to acknowledge limitations even when reality itself attempted to impose them.
And if there were a Master Law of stubbornness, it would belong exclusively to him!
