Ang muttered to himself, "In this space, am I really only allowed to move within two or three steps?"
He looked around. All he could see was bare ground, with nothing unusual in sight.
At first, the ground had been covered in fallen leaves, making it seem lonely and desolate. Now, every leaf had been burned away, leaving the entire space even emptier and more lifeless.
Ang frowned slightly. After pondering for a moment, he said to himself, "How about trying Spatial Blade?"
He gathered his magic power and formed a Spatial Blade. This time, however, he did not send it slashing forward. Instead, he held it three steps directly in front of him, attempting to cut through the seemingly invisible spatial barrier.
"Zzz—"
A harsh scraping sound suddenly rang out, as though the Spatial Blade had struck an exceptionally sturdy barrier.
Ang felt immense resistance, and his magic power drained rapidly. Even so, the invisible barrier did not budge in the slightest.
In the end, his magic power was exhausted. The Spatial Blade turned into a wisp of light and vanished into the air.
Ang panted heavily and sat down on the ground to rest, a helpless, bitter smile appearing on his face.
After a while, he got to his feet and tried to move forward again. Yet no matter how he stepped, he could only circle within a range of two or three steps, unable to advance even a single step farther.
"It seems the boundaries of this space have been fixed," he murmured. Then he took a deep breath and slowly backed away, eventually reappearing at the junction between the branch and the trunk.
The moment he appeared, Linya hurried over and asked anxiously, "Ang, how are you?"
Ang looked up at the two of them and