"Why so fast?!"
Phastos stared fixedly at the giant hand churning the seas on the holographic screen, a fine sheen of sweat beading across his forehead.
This defied all reason.
According to the data recorded by the Domo, Tiamut should still have some time before awakening.
How could it—
"Is the device ready yet?"
Sersi rushed over and grabbed Phastos by the shoulders, her nails nearly digging into his flesh.
"I need a little more time."
Phastos gritted his teeth, his fingers frantically swiping through the air as he accessed the Domo's backup power modules. "This thing was originally designed to link all our minds. I need at least fifteen minutes."
"Fifteen minutes?"
Gilgamesh cracked his knuckles. "In fifteen minutes, that hand will tear the Earth in half like a pizza."
Then everyone fell silent.
Only the shrill buzzing of the alarm remained in the control room.
"I'll buy you that time."
Harry spoke up. Without waiting for anyone's response, he raised his right hand.
Golden sparks traced a circle through the air, and a portal instantly formed.
Beyond it lay the storm-lashed Indian Ocean.
The salty sea wind, mixed with frigid mist, poured straight into the Domo's control room, blowing Sersi's hair across her face.
Harry stepped through.
Beneath his feet was scorching rock.
The portal had opened on the back of Tiamut's hand.
Only standing here did Harry truly understand what absolute size disparity meant.
It was like an ant climbing to the top of the Empire State Building.
The dark-red rock beneath his feet seemed to breathe like a living thing, blinding golden magma flowing through every crack.
Hundreds of meters below, the waves roared and crashed against the giant hand's wrist, throwing up white foam.
Harry took a deep breath.
A dazzling yellow light flared from