Space and Time shrieked in pain as they tore themselves apart in order to make way for the spear, essentially eliminating the distance between Rowan and Primordial Soul, making it so that the moment the spear left Rowan's hand, it was already in front of Primordial Soul's face, yet, her response was still impossibly fast, almost as if she could predict or see the future.
A thousand arms erupted from her body and clasped the spear, covering it in a mound of limbs. Primordial Soul detached those limbs a moment before another frightening implosion occurred, vaporizing the limbs and sending a bolt of scarlet lightning piercing towards the Primordial.
Realm's Butcher Onslaught could not be avoided, even by a Primordial, and a move like this was supposed to be the final play of a desperate enemy that was willing to die and end all existence with them.
