It was small—gentle, even.
But the moment it landed on Cain's chest, it felt like a thousand suns exploding at once. The palm strike didn't just hit; it tore through the air and struck with so much concentrated force that it could have easily obliterated a Peak Prima Deity.
Instinctively, Cain's bloodline space-time matrix manifested across his skin, redirecting the brunt of the impact into the surrounding space.
"CRACK!"
Massive fractures tore through the sky and the land, extending for hundreds of kilometers. But even with most of the force deflected, Cain was still sent careening into the ground, crashing with enough power to sculpt an enormous canyon into the earth.
The tremor that followed shattered mountains and split the air with an echo like the cry of a dying star.
Above, Aurelius, Amelia, and the remaining Prima Deities turned their gaze to the sky, awe and fear blooming in their eyes.
She had arrived.
