Fire's face twisted, and his body glowed further red.
He attacked but Atheline intercepted. Origin and Calamity collided.
That was what Fire had become.
Atheline finally understood.
Fire wasn't his true Authority anymore, it had been the beginning. Thousands of years of corruption, death, mutation, collapse and stolen fragments had transformed him.
Calamity.
A god born from catastrophe and fed by every disaster his corruption created. The worse the world became, the stronger he grew.
Atheline couldn't defeat that by trading blows forever. Every collapsing city strengthened Fire. Every death. Every corrupted outbreak. Every destroyed landscape.
The war itself fed him.
Atheline blocked another strike.
"Lilith!"
"I know!"
She understood him without explanation. That was why they'd survived this long.
He retreated and Fire followed. Lilith disappeared. Atheline deliberately gave ground for about five kilometres before Fire noticed.
He smiled.
"Tired already?" Fire mocked.
