BOOM.
Alpha slammed into the ground once again. Theron and Ayame both looked back toward him at the same time, but eventually chose to look away as he stood up one more time.
Ayame took a breath and then let go of Yonwei's throat.
"Oh! Thank you." Theron smiled brightly.
Ayame looked away toward the clouds above. She seemed to want to look anywhere but toward Theron. However, Theron didn't seem to have noticed as he waved a hand.
Yonwei fell into a flat portal of darkness and then appeared right in front of him.
Her expression couldn't help but be baffled. Dark Mana wasn't Space Mana. You didn't just teleport people—you had to deconstruct and then reconstruct their body. It was common knowledge that that was practically impossible to force on another person.
Anyone weak enough to fall into such a trap would likely die because the reconstruction almost always failed. The universe would register it as death.
