The highest gods exchanged glances, and without another word, they moved as one.
Chronos twisted time itself, accelerating and decelerating space around Reign in conflicting currents.
Ara summoned absolute darkness that consumed even the concept of light.
Zephyros, god of the winds, unleashed torrents that could shred galaxies.
Ignis conjured flames that burned hotter than the sun.
Four gods, each ruling a fundamental aspect of reality, struck at once.
The sky split apart. The ground beneath them ceased to exist, replaced by giant craters.
Reign stood at the center of it all, and for a moment, he staggered.
"Good!" Chronos shouted. "Keep pressing!"
Reign's body flickered, distorted by the layered assault. Cracks appeared along his golden aura.
Ignis roared, pouring more flame into the attack. The heat was so intense that nearby mountains began to melt.
The combined assault struck harder.
Reign's form blurred, and he dropped to one knee.
