In Star Sea Gamma-7.
In a small region where the crystalline titans ruled, the scene was a glorious and terrifying one to observe as the remaining Nar'-Thyss were frozen and rooted where they stood, watching the decimation and collapse of the strongest among them.
A Tier 9 Existence, Mor'dantius the Harvest King!
In the stupor that followed this impossible event, Achilles held Rose's head in his hands, his touch somehow gentle despite their forms being made of solid resonance and stellar narrative. He kissed her on her forehead lightly, his humanoid lips pressing against the sapphire-like surface, and the gesture carried a warmth that transcended physical sensation!
"Give me another second," he whispered, his voice a low hum that resonated with her very structure.
Then, he turned. His eyes, now a swirling vortex of platinum, purple, and gold, fixed upon the thousands of remaining Nar'Thyss.
