Amid the snow and ice came a long sigh.
"Ju-st like tha-at--"
The bone-chilling voice was like a cold wind passing through the crisscrossing ice caves, carrying glittering ice dust that rustled as it went. It also seemed to blow straight through everyone, dropping the already freezing temperature several degrees further. In that instant, the Eluin People, Cruzian People, mountain folk, Grey Sword Saint, and the two dragons all felt their alarm bells go off. The Law Lines around the few people who had entered the Element Realm immediately brightened. Brando and Little Female Dragon were gold, Sta was silver, Veronica was cyan, Grey Sword Saint was gray, while Qian flashed past like lightning in a blue-green streak, and Medisa's spiritual essence was pale white.
But none of it mattered.
The cold wind continued forward, and in the blink of an eye, all the Law Lines collapsed completely. "What is this?" Brando heard Veronica's incredulous voice, along with a trace of astonishment from Grey Sword Saint—and it truly was astonishing. Martha's laws had actually collapsed before what seemed to be the shallowest force in nature, and they had been swept away with overwhelming ease. It was a spectacle never before seen in the ages. The howling gale wrapped itself in ice dust, forming a flowing white tide of cold. As it passed by everyone's side, each person felt their movements slow a thousandfold. Time seemed to grind to a halt, and even the speed of thought was stretched out until it became heavy.
Brando's pupils widened slightly, and his eyelids grew impossibly heavy. Yet in that instant, he still sensed an utterly familiar power. This was the aura of Bronze: a return to the source, the most primitive and majestic power of nature.
Then everything around them was wiped away.