The corridors of the Cartenone Temple twisted violently, stretching into impossible angles. Every surface reflected fragments of themselves, like shattered mirrors in motion. It wasn't chaos—it was precision: Infinte Compactor's domain.
Blade-loops spun endlessly, slicing through the air in impossible trajectories. Platforms rotated, folded, and repeated themselves, creating illusions within illusions. The team's every step risked slicing or crushing. Even Erasure alone could not stabilize everything at once.
Brush clenched his fists, white void flaring across his body. Every skill he had unlocked now pulsed in unison. Creation, Destruction, Interception, Interconnectivity, and Erasure—no longer separate, no longer fighting for dominance. They moved as one.
"This is it," Brush said, voice steady. "Equinox, we go in together. I can counter the infinite blades, but I need you to carve the path."
Equinox nodded, hooves striking a spinning platform. Her violet lances glimmered as she sliced through a sequence of loops, each cut leaving a faint trail of stable air behind. "I've got you, Brush! Keep Erasure ready for the reinforced loops!"
The first wave of blades spun toward them like a wall of death. Brush's Erasure expanded, erasing fragments of the blades mid-flight, while simultaneously teleporting through compressed space to redirect their momentum. Platforms folded beneath his feet, but he moved with precision, each step synchronized with Equinox's strikes.
"Frostbinder!" he shouted. "Freeze the clusters forming near the edges!"
Icy streams shot out, solidifying the outer loops and preventing them from compressing the team further. RobbRox rebuilt crumbling platforms, giving FooTube and Melody Guard footing to coordinate illusions and harmonies, stabilizing the chaotic energy of the domain.
Infinity Compactor's laughter echoed:
"You think you can erase infinity? Foolish Chosen One. Every strike, every move… loops again and again."
Brush's eyes narrowed. "Not this time." He slammed his fists together, Erasure flaring into a perfect sphere, consuming the central core of a cluster of loops. The air shimmered as the loops collapsed, revealing a temporary corridor forward.
Equinox leapt through, violet lances piercing the reinforced loops. She carved a path forward, leaving glowing streaks of stability that didn't fade. Brush followed, teleporting through the air with precision, all his powers now perfectly coordinated.
The domain responded violently. Infinite blades reformed, faster and more numerous, targeting every corner, every angle. Brush extended his hand, calling forth Creation Guardians, titanic constructs of light that intercepted incoming blades, giving the team breathing room.
"We're not just surviving," Brush shouted. "We're taking control!"
With a coordinated strike, Brush's Erasure shattered the largest cluster of loops. Simultaneously, Equinox's lances cut through the residual fragments, creating a stable corridor through the heart of the domain.
The team surged forward, moving as one. Each Guardian's attack, every ice shard, every illusion, every harmonic note, flowed perfectly in rhythm with Brush's full power. The infinite loops wavered… then began to collapse.
Infinity Compactor screeched:
"Impossible… no one should survive this domain intact!"
Brush gritted his teeth. "Watch me."
He struck again—Erasure expanding, Creation Guardians colliding, Interception redirecting counterattacks. The infinite blades collapsed entirely, spinning into fragments of nothingness.
Silence fell over the platform.
Brush's chest heaved, but his aura still burned bright. Equinox landed beside him, violet glow dimming to a calm shimmer. "We did it… together."
The corridors of the Cartenone Temple finally stabilized. But a faint hum in the distance warned them: the next domain was already waiting.
Brush clenched his fists, Erasure pulsing like a rising sun. "One down. Seven more to go."
Equinox smiled faintly. "Then let's move forward… there's no turning back now.