But Lyra's hair broke free from their restraints and surged to meet the attack head-on.
Then, unexpectedly, the antlers tore open a rupture in space and vanished, reappearing around the lounging Lyra, encircling her from every direction. She didn't move from her position; her hair swiftly wrapped around her body, forming a protective barrier.
The antlers struck her hair with immense force. However, not even a scratch appeared. Then, light gathered at the tips of the antlers and shot forward like a cannon, distorting the space around Lyra with powerful ripples.
Yet it, too, was ineffective.
The wooden prism hidden within his antlers vibrated once more. In the blink of an eye, it vanished, taking Aurthorn with it.
Aurthorn reappeared in an empty space within a squared void. This was an isolated subspace created by his treasure—cut off entirely from the external world. It could be used to hide from terrifying enemies or temporarily seal them until one was prepared to face them.
