The artificial gravity, which had been holding everyone firmly against the floor, suddenly vanished. However, nobody—except King Meyers—showed any signs of surprise at this sudden turn of events.
In a split second, his sharp eyes scanned his surroundings.
The brainwashed soldiers? They didn't care. They continued their relentless barrage as if nothing had changed.
Cassandra? She kept her mocking smile, watching King Meyers with an expression that bordered on amusement.
Eva? She stood beside Cassandra, her fighting spirit burning brighter than ever.
Arthur?
Nowhere within sight.
King Meyers immediately suspected him as the culprit behind the anomaly—but before he could fully process the situation, reality struck.
*ZIIN!*
*SLASH!*
He had to keep defending against the incoming projectiles, but without gravity stabilizing him, the reaction changed.
"UGH!"
Every time he neutralized a laser attack, his body was sent flying, tumbling through the air in a disorienting spin.
