What Makes a Sun

Tao Yang disabled the spatial interference, and the change was immediately noticeable. The Qi in the bastion, which had been stagnant and chaotic, began to flow more smoothly. The entire area became more stable, an observable shift to us and the Rakshasas who were still alive. They roared in frustration and anticipation as the new stability in the bastion disrupted their sense of purpose.

Loud and rumbling echoes of mad, excited rage reverberated through the Bastion as a storm of anger unleashed. The sound was almost deafening, a cacophony of fury that seemed to shake the very walls. The Rakshasas began to surge forward, their feral instincts driving them closer to us.

"Automaton, open up the pathway!" I called out, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tension. My eyes darted around, trying to gauge how much time we had before the Rakshasas would overwhelm us.