(A Couple Days Later, Planet Helion-6, Righteous Faction Encampment)
The atmosphere on Planet Helion-6 had grown even more tense over the past two days, as thousands of soldiers remained stationed across the rocky plains surrounding the central encampment, their armor gleaming faintly beneath the pale sky while defensive formations stretched outward in several rings around the single reinforced tent at the heart of the operation.
Yet despite their overwhelming numbers, no one spoke loudly.
No one relaxed.
Because something had begun to happen.
The Gods were arriving.
It happened without warning.
One moment the air above the encampment was empty.
The next—
*BOOM*
A thunderous pressure slammed down across the battlefield as if the sky itself had cracked open, and when the soldiers lifted their heads in shock, a figure was already standing there.
A God.
