Isaac roamed within the Mysterious Sea, searching for the mysterious power it held. Outside, the Staff of Deformation watched as Isaac's eyes suddenly glazed over, and a triumphant smirk spread across his face.
To this day, this move of his had never failed. It was a trump card even more important and powerful than the Magic Staff in his hand!
Of course, the technique had a significant drawback: it could only trap an enemy and possessed no actual offensive power.
Therefore, he needed to coordinate with his Staff of Deformation in battle. This combination of control and offense had made him virtually unstoppable, and he naturally intended to use it now against Isaac.
However, just as he raised the Staff of Deformation, before he could make a move, Jörmungandr stopped him.
"That's enough. Don't waste your effort. Your petty tricks are useless against him. He can break free whenever he wishes. Besides, with your level of power, it's doubtful you could even harm him."
