Chapter 182 – Arrival of the Absolute
"Threads of Fate."
Elizabeth's voice rang out, loud, clear and unflinching.
In front of her eyes, a silver thread shimmered into existence—delicate, ethereal—stretching across the battlefield until it latched onto one man: Mbam Valdor, the Beast King.
And without mercy—
"Hand of Fate."
She whispered as her hand transformed, strands of silver thread weaving into her skin, until her entire arm became a living tapestry of fate itself.
Then she grasped the thread connected to Mbam—
"Your fate is to lose your body mobility for the next five seconds." Elizabeth said.
Her voice echoed not like a person's voice, but like a decree from something beyond human—a voice that meant what it said.
The effect was immediate.
Mbam froze.
Completely.
Every muscle in his massive beast body locked. Five seconds wasn't long—but at this level of combat?
It was lethal.
