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“Do you get that this came at the perfect time? We are at war and London will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Luna being the eye of the gods might just be what we needed to win this war and stop London.” Jake sighed feeling frustrated. “I know but we don’t know how this eye of the god’s thing work, Mama Joyce said the gods will only show her what they want her to see. What if they don’t show her anything regarding this war?” Jake wished he could take away all this burden from his mate, it hurt him to see her crying like that.

Their force was like a tsunami blanketing a small island, suffocating those around them. As soon as Fane Woods notice them approaching, he flew up into the air and stood eye to eye with them, eager to begin the battle. All the First Elders of the Nine Gods Clan, Master Zeller, and Master Yarbrough had finished their preparation for the battle that would end all the battles with the Alliance Guard.

Butler Bass nodded and shook his head “it isn't just to kill Don Santiago, I am beginning to believe the prophecy, we can't let Mora return to District Z…” Madam Vanessa pursed her lips tightly, and the ten gods of the organization emerge from the ground. They all have blank facial expressions on their faces, they turned to Don Santiago. “Shoot!” Butler Bass ordered. The gunmen they came with shot sporadic toward the ten gods of the organization. They turned around and raised their hands, and the earth quaked, a huge Earth fence emerged from the ground, blockading the bullets. Don Santiago's face was ugly, when he saw this, they turned around in unison, their eyes were blank.

The well where they can watch the battle was surrounded by Moria, goddess Alyah, Ni Faesta, and goddess Ferepia. They watched as two energies clashed harshly in the battle ground. The situation of Harlequin and the officials were reversed now, the hero was the only one moving, and all the other officials offered their mahò to the king. It was enough power to withstand the generated black mahò. But it was never enough to defeat it. “Can we really not severe the connection of the chain from the gate?” Goddess Alyah asked once again to Ni Faesta. The second in command in the high order, goddess of festivity, Faesta shook her head.

Lyra called. “Now the end hunts you.” The air vibrated. Deep beneath reality, a new resonance stirred, Elyndra’s law responding to violence, awakening to the first true divine extinction. The approaching gods hesitated. For the first time in eternity, they hesitated. The boy exhaled slowly. “They’re afraid.” Lyra’s eyes burned brighter. “They should be.” But at the edge of the battlefield, another presence unfolded, vast, unreadable, untouched by fear. A god who had not descended. A god who had waited.

She turned her gaze towards me, our eyes meeting in a shared understanding. In that pivotal moment, the tide of battle surged, and the atmosphere crackled with an electrifying intensity. From every angle, a wave of fierce warriors materialized, closing in on Fenrir and his disoriented forces. Maya's group lead the charge, their arrival marked by a devilish glimmer in my eyes. With their arrival, the trap that had been carefully laid sprang into action.

Golden fire exploded across the heavens as it fought violently against the shadows dragging it downward toward Blackwood Mountain. The entire world shook. Forests bent flat beneath the pressure waves rolling outward from the battle overhead. The remaining gods reacted instantly. “Release the Throne!” Silver-fire weapons formed in their hands again as they lunged toward the Hollow King simultaneously. Alaric moved before Eleanor could even breathe. The mountain answered him. Shadows erupted upward from the broken chamber floor while silver-black roots wrapped around the attacking gods midair, dragging them violently into the stone walls. The impact cracked the mountain. The bond flared sharpl

The air crackled with tension as Constantine and her soldiers marched forward, their faces determined and their weapons ready. But just as they advanced, the sky above them seemed to explode in a dazzling display of power. The sun and moon clashed, creating a spectacular sight that left everyone in awe. Constantine’s eyes widened in shock as she gazed up at the celestial battle unfolding above her. She knew that this was no ordinary event; it was a sign, a manifestation of the prophecy she had heard of but never truly believed in. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized that the time of reckoning had come.

“We were attacked and somehow you got separated from us. You were attacked by one of the Shtrigas and passed out, right when I found you. It will take some time for you to feel 100% again, so you will have to take it easy and rest.” I nodded my head and looked down at my folded hands. “What are Shtrigas?” “In layman terms, a soul eater. They feed on people's souls and if you are ever lucky to get away from one it takes a bit to recover.” “Are we in Daemonium?” I ask with some hesitancy and he nods. I look out through the balcony doors and see an orangish purplish sky behind some mountains. “How long have I been out for?”