For a brief moment after Adrian's words fell into the air, nobody moved.
The wind drifted softly through the rocky terrain surrounding them while the members of the Hero Research Club stared ahead in confusion, their eyes sweeping across the cliffs and uneven stone formations before them. At first glance, there was nothing there except weathered rock walls partially covered in moss and vines, ancient stone surfaces cracked by countless years of erosion beneath the open sky.
Then—
Luca noticed it.
A faint distortion.
Barely visible.
The space ahead shimmered for only an instant beneath the sunlight, so subtle that an ordinary person would never have caught it.
Adrian stepped forward calmly.
Without saying another word, he raised one hand and pressed his fingers lightly against the empty air before him.
The world rippled.
