Dawn moved.
His figure became an afterimage too fast to follow. The Mekong Jaw Blade in his hand carved dozens of black arcs through the air.
The black thorns rushing toward him met those arcs and were torn into fragments of information by extreme Kinetic Energy. They vanished into the air.
Yet the severed thorns regrew from beneath the ground even faster.
There was no end to them.
"Futile resistance."
Valak's will carried an aloof indifference.
"Your speed can cut through physical things. But you cannot cut through my 'concept.'"
"In this world, I am the law."
Dawn's expression darkened.
He realized that the will was clearly tracking and analyzing every swing of his blade, every use of his Divinity.
Valak was like an inquisitive scholar, studying the siblings' abilities with keen interest.
And they were specimens pinned to a laboratory table.
"Brother... he's... devouring my Divine Authority..."
Mirror's voice had grown almost too faint to hear.
Black markings began to appear on her translucent body. Valak's Divine Authority was eating into her Divine Origin.
Dawn's heart sank.
He could cut through anything, but he could not fight an invisible, intangible "concept."
No matter how fast he was, his speed felt useless now.
Dawn looked down at his sister in his arms. At the pain on her face, a savage urge to kill surged from the depths of his heart.
But he forced it down.
That was exactly what Valak wanted.
He yearned to understand everything and devour everything.
Anger would only give him more data to analyze.
Stay calm.
Dawn's mind raced.
Where was the way out?
Valak's true body could not descend. He had merely sent a sliver of his will through the destroyed anchor.
That will was now parasitic within Mirror's world.
To destroy it, Dawn would