Explosions of lightning, fire, and sword-light flooded in all directions, tearing through the battlefield like a storm meant to erase the world. Mountains cracked, rivers boiled, and the very sky quivered under the clash of divine might. Yet, for all its destructive fury, none of it leaked beyond the battlefield.
Seals carrying the Oniric Truth of Dominion and the Oniric Truth of Gluttony had forged a layered force field, absorbing every shockwave, smothering every ripple of energy. From the outside, silence reigned. No one from the Freedom Path would know what was happening here—no one until it was too late.
