At the glorious and terrifying feat that Achilles managed to accomplish, the serpent eating its own tail roared with defiance and immensity that shook the entirety of the First Sea.
The sound was not merely noise but authority given voice, Chaos screaming its refusal to accept what it was witnessing.
"YOU KNOW NOTHING OF CHAOS!"
The Groundskeeper's obsidian form uncoiled with speed that should have been impossible for something so massive. His tail whipped toward Achilles with force that carried Declaration woven into its very motion.
All that stands before Chaos shall be scattered.|
The attack descended with weight that made the previous pressure seem gentle by comparison.
Achilles raised his palm, its surface shimmering with incandescent multicolored light that radiated the authority of his Inner Dominion. The tail struck his hand with impact that sent shockwaves rippling across the obsidian sky, but his figure did not move.
