Rahim did not move for a long moment. He let everything settle, every thought, every instinct, every reaction that had guided him until now. He could feel the presence still watching, still evaluating, but no longer interfering directly.
That meant something.
It meant he still had a chance.
But not the same way as before.
Rahim closed his eyes briefly, not in weakness, but in focus. He went back through everything he had learned, every fight, every adjustment, every moment where he had pushed beyond what he thought was possible.
There was a pattern.
He had always grown by reacting.
By adapting.
By breaking what stood in front of him.
But now there was nothing to break.
So he needed something else
He needed to understand
Rahim opened his eyes again, and this time, he did not push outward. He did not try to force the space to react.
He let himself align with it.
The change was subtle.
But real.
For the first time, the space did not ignore him completely.
It acknowledged him.
Just slightly.
But enough.
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