And with that, he snapped Preeyonka's neck with a sharp twist of his hands.
The sound was small and quiet compared to all the thunder and divine power that had filled the air, but it seemed to echo louder than anything else that had happened that night.
Preeyonka's body went limp, her divine light finally fading as death claimed even her deivruta-born flesh.
Above them, Borehym's roar of rage shook the very foundations of the earth. "YOU DARE! YOU DARE KILL MY CHILD!"
The deity raised his hands, and winds began to gather that could have torn the entire town apart. Storming clouds with raging winds started to form between his fingers.
But as Borehym prepared to strike, something stopped him.
Invisible chains of cosmic law wrapped around his divine form, holding him motionless in the sky. His face twisted with fury as he struggled against the restraints.
"The ancient laws," he snarled, his voice now filled with bitter frustration.
