"Hehehehehe!!! HIIIIYAAAAAAA///"
Before the eyes of millions of soldiers, Helga unleashed her true power for the very first time—an eruption of unrestrained madness and joy that echoed across the burning skies.
Those were the orders that had set her heart ablaze—commands so simple, so liberating, that they shattered the chains of restraint and filled her veins with divine frenzy. For the first time in her life, she was permitted to release everything—every drop of power, every ounce of destruction sleeping within her soul.
According to The King, Marshal Sakaar, once the higher forces clashed, no one would have the luxury to notice what occurred below. The sky would become chaos incarnate, filled with collapsing dimensions and ruptured fleets; every commander would be too consumed with survival to sense the slaughter at the planet's surface.
And as for the soldiers on the ground—would they even realize the kind of force that had descended upon them?
It didn't matter.
