And then, in the next instant—
The world fell silent.
The sun lost its brilliance, dimming behind the thunderclouds. Everything went still. As if the world itself had stopped…
Residents across the Originat Continent stood in stunned silence, struggling to comprehend what had just occurred.
Then, dark clouds began to spread across the entire continent.
Moments later, a colossal, unsurmountable aura descended over all life in Originat—
and they saw it:
The Heavens had opened their eye.
In the heart of the Dragon Ruins, every gaze turned upward—
towards the sky where a single, enormous Heavenly Eye now hovered.
It was golden, yet encircled by black and red thunder that coiled and crackled like serpents of judgment.
Drakion felt it, too—the gaze of the Heavens themselves.
The Origin Heavenly Eye locked onto the two fusing eyes in the sky.
Thunder and lightning crashed toward them, intent on obliteration—
but the attacks struck without effect.
No harm.
No damage.
Nothing.
