The transformed daemon goddess poured everything into maintaining her hold. This was the being she'd created, the son she'd consumed, and she knew his nature better than anyone. Knew where his power was concentrated, knew how his chaos flowed.
She used that knowledge now, her fourteen arms directing energy to specifically counter his movements, to predict and prevent his attempts at breaking free.
Jaenor struggled against her binding, his body straining, his chaos surging, but fourteen points of control were harder to overcome than six had been. She'd multiplied her effectiveness by absorbing the Seven Sins, and now that multiplication was proving decisive.
"Now!" Suyajna commanded.
"While I hold him! Complete the seal!"
Kailthrys didn't hesitate.
She channeled power from all six Sovereigns again, consolidated it, amplified it with her own authority, and directed it through Suyajna's form into the remaining seal markers.
