Meanwhile, Ikem's roar echoed shaking the fabric of the divine realms. The other gods turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, only to witness a sight that made even their immortal hearts falter, Ikem forcefully tearing through the boundaries and crashing into Tide's realm.
For a moment, silence reigned. The gods felt an invisible hand clutch their hearts as they beheld the impossible. Conflict, true violent conflict was something foreign to them. Among their divine family, disagreements had always been settled with words, never blows. Even in anger, their restraint was always there.
But now, that sacred peace was shattered.
The tension rippled through every corner of their realms. The gods could no longer remain still; they burst forth from their celestial abodes, streaking through the firmament like stars falling in reverse, racing toward Tide's domain. Yet by the time they arrived, it was already too late.
