A Rift! Divine Power Clashes with Technology!

Link's voice was not loud, but it struck the tens of thousands of Amazon warriors in the arena like an invisible slap.

"What's next? Can we hurry this up? I'm in a rush."

In a rush?

A strange, dead silence fell over the arena.

Every Amazon instinctively looked away from Link and toward the labyrinth that had once symbolized divine wisdom and might.

Now that labyrinth was gone.

In its place ran a wide, straight channel of lava, steaming furiously. Like an ugly scar, it cut across the arena and seared away the pride the Amazons had carried since the age of myth.

The labyrinth they had prized, unsolved for thousands of years, had been torn apart in seconds by this man using a method they could not begin to understand.

No, he had not solved it.

He had ignored it.

He had no interest in playing by their rules. He had simply used brute force to overturn the entire board.

In the royal box, Queen Hippolyta's face had never been so pale.

The trial she had devised, her plan to buy time and learn what he could do, now looked like a ridiculous joke born of her own cleverness.

His power had already passed beyond anything the word "trial" could measure.

General Antiope gripped her sword hilt so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her body trembled, not with fear, but with fury at the sheer humiliation.

Link watched the stunned Amazons and shook his head impatiently.

He had lost all interest in continuing this childish "game."

He had not come here to earn their respect. He had come to take what he needed.

Now that the pretense of peace had been stripped away, there was no reason to waste more time.

Link's gaze swept past the arena and