The moment Eos sensed that the heavens above this terrible battle were opening, he charged the Archais who were spectating the battle and transmitting them in real time to the Origin Realms to retreat further.
Every action of the Temple of End was made in the shadows, and they had not revealed themselves since this Existence began. Obviously, things were changing, and if this unknown power was willing to reveal itself at the moment, Eos expected that their response would not be simple.
For the Archai to retreat was to protect them, while also giving him more depth and understanding of the battlefield.
His gaze travelled upward to the perfect crack that had appeared in the fabric of Existence, which looked like it was made by a sharp blade, as the incision was one of the cleanest he had ever seen, representing the height of understanding of dimensional rules that dwarfed his own.
