(Execution Livestream Continuation, 'The Pit')
As Helmuth's words rang out across the execution grounds and through every active broadcast channel, the attention of the Gods shifted almost in unison, their gazes lifting toward the vast, empty sky above The Pit, as if drawn by an invisible thread that only beings of their stature could perceive.
High above the planet, far beyond the reach of mortal sight, Soron stood suspended in space, his presence concealed not by distance alone but by deliberate restraint, as though reality itself had been instructed to pretend he was not there.
From that vantage point, the Chakravyuh formation unfolded beneath him in its terrifying entirety, concentric rings of soldiers spanning several cities, interlocking lines and dormant runic arrays forming a living sigil so vast it could only be appreciated from orbit, as the execution platform glimmered faintly at its heart like a lure meant for something far more dangerous than the man kneeling upon it.
