As soon as he heard those words, everything went silent. Not just for Judge alone, the whole place went eerily quiet.
Sound did not fade. It was not suppressed or drowned out. It simply ceased, as though the concept of noise had been gently but firmly removed from the world. The wind halted mid-breath. Dust hung motionless in the air. Even Judge's own ragged breathing failed to reach his ears, leaving only a hollow pressure in his chest to remind him that he was still alive.
Tenebris stopped moving, not out of his own volition; he couldn't.
