The light goblin froze mid-air.
His hands… were gone.
Not cut.
Not broken.
Gone.
Vanished like they were never part of him.
The shadow goblin's eyes widened for a split second before his expression twisted.
"...You saw it too, didn't you…" he muttered.
The light goblin didn't respond.
Because he understood.
That wasn't speed.
That wasn't power.
That wasn't even magic they knew.
That was something else.
Something that doesn't follow rules.
From beneath the clouds…
A figure stepped out.
PSI.
Dripping from the clouds like he just walked through a different world.
His eyes calm.
His breathing steady.
Like nothing just happened.
"...So that's how it is," PSI said quietly.
The light goblin clenched what was left of his arms, regenerating slowly with light.
"You're not fast…" he said.
"You're cheating."
PSI tilted his head slightly.
"Call it whatever helps you sleep."
BOOM—
The sky exploded.
Light.
Shadow.
Both moved at the same time.
The light goblin flashed forward—
Not flying.
Not moving.
Teleporting through pure light.
A beam formed under PSI's feet—
But before it even activated—
A shadow hand grabbed PSI's leg from below.
The shadow goblin had already moved.
PSI's body twisted mid-air.
Not reacting—
Anticipating.
He disappeared.
A door opened.
Mid-air.
Behind the light goblin.
PSI stepped out casually.
Like he was just walking through a hallway.
He raised his hand—
CLICK—
Nothing happened.
The light goblin smirked.
"Too predictable."
A burst of light detonated point-blank.
PSI vanished again.
Another door.
Another angle.
Another position.
But this time—
The shadow goblin was already there.
Waiting.
A fist made of condensed darkness slammed into PSI's ribs.
CRACK—
PSI flew across the sky like a broken arrow.
Blood trailing behind him.
"Got you," the shadow goblin whispered.
PSI rolled mid-air.
Didn't panic.
Didn't rush.
He just…
Adjusted.
"...You two aren't like the others," PSI said, wiping blood from his mouth.
The light goblin floated down slowly.
"Of course not."
"We're the balance."
The shadow beneath him moved.
Not naturally.
Not passively.
Alive.
"Where there's light…"
The light goblin raised his hand.
"…there's shadow."
The shadow goblin stepped out fully this time.
Not hiding.
Not lurking.
Standing.
"And where there's shadow…"
He cracked his neck.
"…there's something watching."
PSI smiled.
Not because it was funny.
Because he understood.
"Two bodies…"
"Two minds…"
"One system."
BOOM—
They attacked again.
Light came from above.
Shadow came from below.
No blind spot.
No escape route.
PSI opened three doors at once.
One above.
One behind.
One beneath him.
He dropped.
Reappeared.
Twisted.
Moved.
But this time—
They followed.
The light goblin entered through the door of light.
The shadow goblin slipped through the shadow of the door itself.
PSI's eyes narrowed.
"...So you can follow."
The shadow goblin grinned.
"You thought you were the only one who adapts?"
A barrage began.
Light explosions.
Shadow strikes.
Continuous.
Relentless.
PSI blocked.
Dodged.
Stored.
Released.
But something changed.
Every time he used a door—
They got closer.
Every time he clicked—
They reacted faster.
Every time he moved—
They were already there.
"...Learning," PSI muttered.
The light goblin raised both hands—
Hundreds of light orbs formed in the sky.
Each one humming.
Each one unstable.
The shadow goblin spread his arms—
Every shadow on the battlefield stretched.
Expanded.
Connected.
The entire sky turned into a net.
Light above.
Shadow below.
PSI stood in the center.
"Nowhere to go," the light goblin said.
"Nowhere to hide," the shadow goblin added.
PSI exhaled slowly.
"…Good."
BOOM—
Everything fired.
The explosions weren't random.
They were synchronized.
Each light orb detonated in sequence—
Forcing PSI downward—
Right into the shadows.
But the shadows weren't empty.
They were waiting.
Hands.
Hundreds.
Grabbing.
Pulling.
Tearing.
PSI's body got dragged into darkness—
Then—
CLICK—
Silence.
Everything stopped.
The light goblin frowned.
"…What?"
The shadows froze.
Then—
Collapsed.
Like something was missing.
PSI stepped out.
From nothing.
Standing.
Perfectly fine.
"...Took me a second," he said.
The shadow goblin's expression changed.
"…What did you do?"
PSI didn't answer immediately.
He just looked around.
At the battlefield.
At the shadows.
At the light.
Then he said—
"Your system is simple."
"Light creates shadow."
"Shadow carries presence."
He raised his hand.
"...So I removed the middle."
CLICK—
The shadows trembled.
Not violently.
But unnaturally.
Like they were being pulled.
Not stretched.
Not erased.
Stored.
The shadow goblin stepped back.
"…No—"
The shadows beneath every light goblin began to shrink.
Disappear.
One by one.
The connection broke.
The balance…
Collapsed.
The light goblin looked down.
For the first time—
No shadow.
"…Impossible…"
PSI smiled slightly.
"Not really."
The shadow goblin lunged forward—
Desperate.
Angry.
But he was slower.
Incomplete.
PSI stepped forward.
Closed the distance.
Tapped.
The shadow goblin's arm—
Gone.
He froze.
PSI leaned in slightly.
"Now you're just one."
Behind him—
The light goblin charged everything he had.
Every remaining light orb—
Compressed—
Into one.
A final attack.
PSI didn't turn.
"Too late."
CLICK—
Darkness disappeared.
Completely.
And for the first time—
Light stood alone.
And that…
Was its greatest weakness.