"Metal Dance: Domain."
Zephyrion immediately felt every trace of metal within kilometers… still.
Every strand, every fragment, every broken piece scattered from their countless clashes suddenly surged towards Arcturus, swirling around him like a vast silver storm. Then, all at once, the metal plunged into the ground and spread outward like silver ink bleeding across paper.
Zephyrion narrowed his eyes as the earth disappeared beneath a gleaming metallic sheet that stretched for kilometers in every direction.
'Another one.'
This one, Domain.
Zephyrion immediately noticed the difference. Every attempt to manipulate the surrounding metal or form more of his own was met with intense resistance. Even his metal aura and Titan Armor were being constantly pressured, an invisible force pushing against his control as though trying to wrest it away from him.
It was as though every piece of metal within the plains now answered to one person.
Arcturus.
