It was as if the world cracked.
The very fabric of space screamed as a dome of invisible pressure fell like the fist of a god.
Ships collapsed. Hulls snapped like twigs. Entire floating fortresses were crushed mid-air before they could hit the ground, folding in on themselves like paper in a firestorm.
The creatures below didn't even get to scream.
Feline warriors were flattened, bones imploding. Shields failed. armor ruptured. Those flying or standing too tall were driven face-first into the dirt, jaws shattering, organs crushed.
And in the center, the White Lion King staggered back a step.
His knees buckled.
A snarl tore from his throat. "WHAT IS THIS?!"
BOOM.
He dropped to one knee from sheer gravitational pressure.
Even his divine-level physique couldn't resist a hundred thousand times the natural gravity pressing down from every direction.
The Sand Cat Demoness beside him collapsed immediately, her body writhing, skin splitting as her spine gave out.
