Gravik's body expanded in 0.3 seconds.
His skin split apart, muscle fibers visibly reorganized, and his bones cracked densely inside his body.
Purple-gray masses of muscle surged beneath his green skin, each one as thick as an adult's thigh.
His height shot up from 1.85 meters to three meters, and the spines along his back tore through his coat, exposing stark white bone spikes.
That was... Hulk's strength.
The instant he completed his transformation, the ground shattered beneath him.
That massive body hurtled forward like a cannonball, and he swung his right fist at Harry.
The air pressure carried by that punch blew apart every surrounding screen, sending the consoles flying into the wall, where they snapped in two.
The fist struck Harry in the chest.
More accurately, it shattered him.
But not in the way flesh shattered.
Harry's body cracked like a mirror, fragments flying outward, each shard reflecting Gravik's twisted face.
There was no blood, no bone—only reflective fragments spinning through the air.
Gravik's fist passed through the fragments and hit nothing.
What the fuck was this?
Gravik looked up and finally realized that the entire space had changed.
The basement walls, ceiling, and floor—everything was reversed.
The words on the screens were mirrored, and the cracks ran in mirrored patterns...
The Mirror Dimension.
He had been trapped inside.
Without hesitation.
Gravik's body began changing again. Countless eyeballs burst from beneath the skin of his back, arms, shoulders, and chest.
Every one of them was Cyclops's eye...
Thirty-seven eyes charged at once.
Red light gathered inside each eye, compressed, heated up, and then fired in unison.
But at the instant they fired, every beam slowed down.
Harry had already donned the Kryonaut.
Dark-gray nanoplates covered his entire body. The moment the visor closed, pale blue light lit up