"Flying?" Karoc's gaze sharpened as he looked at the Dream Sisters floating in midair.
A Force-sensitive could leap more than ten meters high or glide through the air briefly, but actual flight was something only an exceptionally powerful wielder of the Force could achieve.
No matter what, it was not something two girls dressed like apprentices could possibly do!
Moreover, sustained flight required a constant expenditure of the Force, and being attacked meant consuming even more Force to respond. For a Jedi Knight, it was simply not worth the cost and could even leave them at a disadvantage or get them killed.
Therefore, no Jedi Knight with genuine combat experience would ever choose to fly.
But to Quinlan Vos, things were far from that simple. Ever since entering this warehouse, everything had felt strange. It could be said that illusions were everywhere. Now that the sisters had taken directly to the air, there was only one possibility...
"You're courting death!!" Vinoc stepped forward and raised both hands. Powerful Dark Side Force surged out like two giant hands, reaching directly for the sisters. He wanted to slam them down from midair!
Yet his Force grabbed nothing but empty air!
"It's fake! An illusion!" Vinoc shouted. At that instant, a tiny Lightsaber whistled toward him from behind, stabbing straight at his back!
"Watch out!" Karoc and Vinoc were of one mind. Karoc instantly moved behind him and swung his Lightsaber, knocking the tiny blade away.
That was right... an illusion... everything here was an illusion...
There was only fear in Quinlan Vos's heart now—boundless, endless fear! Because he had discovered that although he was trapped within these illusions, he could not distinguish them at all!
Even his psychometry could not tell illusion from reality.
The Dream Sisters floating in the air were