Max frowned. "Their regeneration speed has increased tenfold."
The guardians raised their hands in perfect synchronization. Space itself began to twist. The entire lake inverted, the surface flipping like a turning page. Max's body was dragged downward as gravity reversed, and the sky became the ground.
"Spatial inversion…" he muttered. "So they can manipulate laws now."
He thrust his sword forward. Spatial Collapse burst from his blade, collapsing the distorted layer of space and shattering the reversed reflection. The lake righted itself, but in the same moment, fifty guardians materialized around him at once.
Their mirrored arms turned into blades, slashing from every direction. Max spun his sword in a circle, releasing a storm of lightning-infused arcs.
"Heaven Piercing Thunderclap Sword — Sixth Form!"
