Only, their blows were lethal, and there were no signs of holding back. They struck to kill, and they struck fast.
As they each felt the aura of their god encompass the space, they all wanted nothing more than to finish their current battles and find out what was going on.
The eruption of Magnus and Aric's aura snapped the frozen moment back into motion, and they moved faster than ever, raining attacks down on their opponents.
Zenon could already see the battle ending in moments. He turned impatiently toward Ozeroth, who had a grin on his face, not even slightly concerned about Atticus' battle in the distance. He seemed to be having enough fun in his own.
Zenon sighed. Unfortunately, he couldn't leave to check up on Atticus. He had to stay and watch over Ozeroth.
Regardless, many would say the worries of the Eldorians were unfounded.
Because in the middle of the raging storm… the scene was far from what anyone would have anticipated.
'Where is he?'
