The sky shimmered with unnatural brilliance.
The Messiah hovered mid-air like a divine executioner, arms outstretched as if embracing the heavens. A halo of golden light spiralled into existence above him.
No, it wasn't just one.
Multiple concentric rings flared into being, each one rotating slowly, vibrating with terrifying energy. It wasn't mere showmanship; this was something ancient and cataclysmic.
Each golden ring pulsed like the heartbeat of a deity.
The pressure thickened with every passing second. The halos spun faster, brighter, until the entire sky above the port looked like it might collapse in on itself. Heat radiated from the man's body like the core of a sun, and the ground beneath them began to crack and blister.
Sven gritted his teeth. "What the hell is that?"
Kai didn't answer. He could feel it. All of them could. The sheer concentration of energy being fed into that attack—it was monstrous. He wasn't just going to kill them.
