The air inside the penthouse of the Sovereign National Bank smelled of ozone and rapidly cooling plasma.
Vahn Ryker stood over the fading pixelated ash of Orion, the Level 60 Mythic assassin sent to murder his sister.
The threat was neutralized but the victory felt hollow.
Outside the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, the physical world was actively dying.
Vahn walked back to the glass as his Verdant Chronos-Sight spun online with a soft humming resonance.
The ten-block radius of the White City was perfectly preserved and shielded by the golden hexagonal dome of the Chronos Hourglass.
But beyond that fragile barrier, Sovereign City was being violently overwritten!
Massive jagged tears in the sky bled a horrific corrupted red light over the skyscrapers.
The colossal towering silhouette of the Chronos Spire was fully rendering into reality. Its base crushed entire city blocks into pulverized concrete.
"The localized barrier won't hold," Vahn said.
