Ghost on the highway
Every strike he landed against the god splintered it, but every attack came with a cost—the lattice clawed back, trying to consume the energy, trying to tear him apart from the inside.
Above, Bishop and Vex watched from their vantage point atop the frozen skyscraper, their sigils humming.
“You really think he can beat that?” Vex whispered, voice tense.
Bishop’s eyes were sharp, calculating. “He might. But if he fails… the city dies. And if the city dies, he dies too.”
Riven roared, driving a fist into the god’s chest. Reality fractured like glass, shards spinning and slashing around them. The god screamed, a sound that shook the heavens and the earth alike.
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