Kukulkatz still could not understand how such a thing was possible. There should not exist any force capable of consuming, weakening, or neutralizing the Power of the Root itself. The Root was absolute, sovereign, primordial. Yet before his very eyes, the flames he unleashed were devoured, twisted, and rendered harmless by Cain's strange, unnatural frequency.
He had no time to process the impossibility.
A beam of condensed, raw energy erupted from Cain's right hand, blasting forward with the sudden, violent force of a cosmic cannon. The brightness of it split the void, illuminating the dark expanse with a brilliance that forced even the Champions of the Root to flinch.
Kukulkatz reacted on instinct. With a sharp snarl he twisted his body aside, the beam streaking past him by the narrowest margin. Dodging saved his own life—but it also meant the full force of Cain's cannon struck the Heart of the Root directly.
"Damn it!" Kukulkatz roared, rage shaking his voice.
