The first strike came like a crack of thunder.
Koki Sarive, bathed in the blazing light of his Infinity form, launched forward with the speed of a comet, closing the distance between him and the towering god. The ground trembled beneath his feet as his fists glowed with raw cosmic energy.
The divine warrior raised his hand, a shield of shimmering stars forming to meet the onslaught. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, but Koki pushed harder, his muscles burning with exertion, his mind focused like never before.
"You dare challenge the gods?" the figure boomed, his voice reverberating through the cliffs.
"I dare protect what's left of this world," Koki shot back, his voice ringing with determination.
Meanwhile, Diana moved like a tempest herself, spear flashing with golden light. She intercepted another god who sought to flank Koki, their weapons clashing in a dazzling display of strength and skill. Her glowing blue eyes radiated a warrior's fury tempered by decades of experience.
"Koki!" she shouted over the roar of battle. "Remember your training! Control your power, or it will consume you!"
Koki gritted his teeth, feeling the pressure of Infinity threatening to overwhelm his body and mind. The white-hot energy surged through him, blurring his vision. He knew he had seconds before the raw power would turn into a raging storm he couldn't contain.
Suddenly, a shadow darted through the battlefield — Raven, her violet eyes glowing, chanting softly. Dark tendrils of magic twisted through the air, binding one of the gods, slowing his movements.
"Koki, focus!" she urged, moving to his side. "Your strength isn't just in power. It's in control, in balance."
At that moment, Zatanna appeared, waving her wand with precision. Words whispered backwards flew from her lips, weaving spells that shattered the gods' defenses and created protective barriers for the allies.
Koki took a deep breath, grounding himself. The chaos slowed around him. The panther emblem on his chest pulsed rhythmically, the Infinity power settling into a steady rhythm rather than a wild storm.
With renewed clarity, he struck again — this time with calculated force. His fist connected, sending the divine foe reeling backward, breaking the celestial armor with a thunderous crack.
The battle raged on, gods clashing with mortals and immortals alike. Yet through the swirling storm, Koki and Diana fought as one — a beacon of hope and resilience.
As the dust settled, Koki collapsed to one knee, exhausted but unbroken. Diana stood beside him, spear planted firmly in the earth.
"This is only the beginning," she said softly. "But we have shown them the strength of our resolve."
Koki looked up, a fierce fire burning in his eyes despite the fatigue.
"Then we keep fighting. No matter the cost."