The impact of the change was felt even before it was understood. The entire tournament, which until then existed as a relatively isolated space within the larger structure of that domain, began to vibrate erratically, as if reality itself were being pushed from the outside in.
The combatants scattered throughout the labyrinth's corridors stopped, some by instinct, others by sheer fear, all realizing that something had irreversibly changed. It wasn't just destruction spreading, but a growing, heavy presence that made the air denser with each passing second.
In the center of that escalating chaos, Shiva was the first to react directly, his body still radiating the heat and intensity of his destructive dance as his eyes scanned the surrounding environment, perceiving the gradual collapse of the structure.
He opened his mouth and his voice echoed with enough force to pierce walls and reach anyone still conscious within that battlefield.
