At this point, as long as one side takes the initiative to apologize...
Ha, not going to happen!
"Come on, you guys can argue, but don't start a fight. You're both noble Goddesses, and this room can't handle your havoc." Wayne saw the irreconcilable conflict between the two parties and, afraid they'd actually start fighting, decisively laid out the Pale Domain.
Today's domain wasn't pale at all; thunderbolts flashed, winds whistled, and rain poured down mournfully, with cold winds weaving through heavy rains, mercilessly drenching the two of them.
In short, the rain was heavy.
Without any further concerns, the two Goddesses decisively began to fight, Darkness and Death stood parallel in opposition, twisting the space within the domain over and over, breaking through the storms of wind and thunder, revealing the essence of the Pale Domain.
Pale Sea!
As Wayne's follower, Aztemo swam like a fish in water, gaining the upper hand in the fierce battle.
