"—BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!"
An explosion of cosmic force echoed across the tomb as Metatron clashed with Hajack and Orous. The three Lords of Heaven, Abyss, and Hell moved across the battlefield like living streaks of light. Their speed was beyond mortal comprehension; each collision detonated with the force to level worlds.
Anywhere else, their fight would have destroyed everything in its path—collapsing space-time itself, unraveling reality. But this was the tomb of a Primordial God. Its stability was absolute, forged to endure cataclysms. No matter how apocalyptic their clash became, the dimension held firm, allowing them to unleash their full fury.
