The air didn't shake this time; it glitched.
The third SSS class entity was a phantom of pure logic, a shimmering, iridescent lattice of geometric light that drifted through the courtyard like a sentient mathematical equation. It didn't strike with fists or fire; it struck with truth.
It was an information predator, and its prey was Rex's mind.
Suddenly, the world began to fracture. Rex's foresight, his most trusted, most arrogant companion, began to scream.
"Lustful Villain! Behind you!" Mordecai's voice cracked, a desperate, jagged sound.
He was on his knees, his face pale, his eyes wide with a terror that was no longer just about the monsters. He was clutching his chest, his breath coming in shallow, painful gasps. "The rift! It's it's closing on you! Move!"
Rex felt it. He saw a future where a massive spike of crystalline energy erupted from the ground, impaling him.
