Struggling to maintain control over both clones' consciousness, Northern felt the vise of pressure tightening around his mind. He needed to act—now.
This was his first attempt at being two different people simultaneously, each acting differently while facing overwhelming odds. The strain clawed at his focus, threatening to snap it in two.
Only one option remained.
On the Enigmatic Paragon's side, Northern stretched forth his Void Force, letting it envelop him like a round wall.
The Molten Vein Northern stood surrounded by an invisible barrier that kept the thrashing monsters at bay. They lunged with demented frenzy, climbing and tearing at each other with no regard for their own kind. Their eyes burned with a single, furious resolve—kill the man standing in their midst.
The invisible wall only seemed to stoke their rage further, their howls rising to a fever pitch.
