Ethan's eyes widened again.
The power rolling off Catheryn was several times stronger than before. Those snow-white gemstones in her orbit were obviously terrifying energy cores. One gem had been enough to let Ethan adapt to the canyon's corrosive laws—Catheryn had far more than one.
Before Ethan could even finish processing it, Goddess Catheryn was already floating in front of the purple-haired woman.
She lifted her palm and pressed down lightly in midair.
A tidal wave of force answered her.
Power drawn from the snow-white gems gathered from all directions and surged along the line of that simple downward press, slamming straight into the violet projection. Wherever Catheryn's energy passed, the purple light was forced back, and the warped cracks in the sky shook violently, like they were about to tear wider.
The woman's expression flickered with shock.
