The attacks from the Bone Dragon and the Lord of the Dunes also froze in place. With a slight lift of his hand, the man effortlessly tore a rift in the void right where the attacks had struck.
The void resembled a giant maw swallowing everything in its path, slowly absorbing all the incoming strikes until their power gradually dimmed and finally vanished without a trace.
With a snap of the man's fingers, color returned to the surrounding world, and the previously torn space slowly healed under his absolute suppression, as if it had never been damaged at all.
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