"Hmm?"
Instaron suddenly felt a shiver sweep over him. It startled him so badly that he nearly jumped off the ground. He saw an invisible ripple spreading outward in all directions with Brando at its center. It was like a ring of ripples spreading across the surface of water after a droplet fell into it, except that silver Law Lines flickered between the crests and troughs. This web-like structure swept across all the sheds, both near and far.
It felt as though all those buildings had briefly turned into web-like structures, only to return to normal in an instant.
The future Black Baron of Madara stared at the scene, dumbfounded. "Willpower taking form!"
Then he shouted, "How far are you planning to spread this thing?"
Instaron quickly bared his teeth. He had seen the layout of the port earlier, too. At the speed those ripples were spreading, they had probably already swept across nearly half the port.
He wanted to warn Brando that there might be someone at the Extremity Realm among their opponents, and that they were unlikely to fail to notice such probing. But by now, it was already a little too late.
At this point, he instead shut his mouth, because he believed Brando was not a reckless person. If a muscle-headed fool could force him and Tagus into such a state, they might as well find a block of tofu and bash their heads against it.
Brando did not move.
Just as Instaron had expected, the domain woven from his Law Lines soon covered most of the port. He had thought of this method less than an hour ago, when he had used his Darkness Perception ability to eavesdrop on the other party's conversation with Tagus. He had merely incorporated it into his Plain of Extremes.