My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
I shaped the shadows into a microscopic, razor-sharp guillotine of pure erasure.
SLAM.
The Void blade severed the frozen titan's hand cleanly at the wrist. The massive, bus-sized claw dropped onto the ruined penthouse floor, instantly dissolving into harmless, grey ash under the ambient light of my Crown.
Finally, the Aether. I pulled the starlight from the New York night sky, weaving the silver threads of cosmic energy like a needle through the torn fabric of reality. With a violent, exhausting yank, I pulled the dimensional wound shut.
BOOM!