At 86% corruption, Rama's perception of reality changed fundamentally.
He could see dimensions layered on top of each other like transparent sheets. Could feel the void dimension's structure—every fold, every weak point, every impossible angle.
And he could hurt the Guardian.
His strike carved through its conceptual form, leaving wounds that actually bled void energy.
"Adequate," the Guardian said, its tone shifting from dismissive to interested. "At 86% void integration, you can damage me. But can you kill me?"
Rama attacked again, faster now. His Void Walk ability no longer required conscious activation—he existed partially out of phase constantly, reality uncertain around him.
Each hit landed solid. Each one did real damage.
But the Guardian was Level 250 in this dimension. Even wounded, it was vastly stronger.
It counterattacked, reality bending around its strikes.
