The atmosphere suddenly became unbreathable. Klein, whose icy eyes gleamed with an otherworldly light, raised his katana as he murmured:
The next moment, an absolute silence fell over the battlefield, as if the world were holding its breath. This prelude of calm was brutally interrupted by a sinister cracking sound that tore through reality, causing a violent torsion of the surrounding space. A yawning chasm, blacker than the absence of light, then opened beneath Klein and Aeshma's feet, swallowing them into a spatiotemporal vortex. They were hurled into an isolated dimension, an infinite void where the laws of time and matter lost all hold, giving way to an absolute nothingness.
