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"Don't worry, Root. We won't let her touch you!" Alma said.
"Alma," Root groaned. "I am pathetic. This woman completely counters my own abilities, my own self. What sort of Goddess is this? Her body and soul emanate brilliance and life. She was once a goddess of harvest, and now she corrupts the very essence of her existence!"
"The very essence of my existence? I simply do not serve anybody now! I do as I desire, and nobody can stop me now!"
Toyouke-Ōmikami laughed loudly, her familiars attacking the barrier constantly. The giant dragon slashed its claws against it, dealing the most damage.
"Callon, fire your cannons to distract those things! Hermes, imbue your spatial power into my sword!" Alma said.
"I will!" Callon said, opening his hands to reveal giant cannons, charging energy and firing beams of divine power, bombarding the beasts and the endless withered nature, burning through it as much as he could.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
