The chaotic battle raged, a maelstrom of harmonic light and narrative plague!
At its heart, Mor'dantius the Harvest King erupted.
OOH!
His rage was a cosmic event. Silver stellar authority, the very substance of his Existential Authority of Fables, poured from his being, a story of absolute dominance being written across reality.
The space for light-years around them warped, bending to the will of his narrative!
It seemed an extremely critical time, as if the full, unrestrained rage of this terrifying Tier 9 Nar'Thyss was about to be exerted, to unwrite this entire battlefield and all the defiant characters within it!
And somehow, in that very period of time, light-years away, a young woman who had been clinging to life in a hospital bed mere weeks ago smiled devilishly as she tapped her finger into the void.
When she did tap, a fiery green set of double-helical stranded DNA material erupted from her fingertip!
