Outside the warped prison of bone and blood, Perseus stood with jaw clenched, his gaze locked on the colossal angel that loomed like a second moon. Its wings stretched wider than mountains, casting an eerie glow that rippled across the void. For a moment, the armies hesitated, awaiting his signal.
Perseus exhaled sharply. "Attack!"
His order cracked like thunder, and the field erupted. Devils shrieked with guttural war cries, gods bellowed in divine tongues, and otherworldly beings surged forward, riding nightmare beasts and spectral mounts once thought to exist only in myth. The charge was magnificent, a tide of flesh, fire, and steel surging upward against the unfathomable angel.
But then—
A sudden flare.
From the angel's central eye burst a ray of white light, pure and prismatic, stretching across the battlefield like a rainbow woven from divine wrath. The moment it touched the rushing army, the world turned upside down.
Screams rang out.
