The sun god gathered solar fire between his hands, preparing for a point-blank annihilation strike that would reduce Ozymandias to atomic particles.
But the bronze god had been using the precious seconds to prepare his own manoeuvre. His four weapons had been storing energy throughout the battle—every blocked attack, every absorbed ray of sunlight, every temporal distortion. Now he released it all at once.
The lightning sword erupted with electrical fury that turned the air itself into plasma. The dimensional khopesh opened a dozen rifts simultaneously, creating a maze of spatial distortions that made targeting impossible. The temporal ankh spun so fast it created a localised time storm, aging and rejuvenating matter randomly in a ten-meter radius. The sun-staff released every photon of absorbed solar energy in a concentrated beam that rivalled Ra's own power.
