Klaus immediately got to work. With a sharp snap of his fingers, he created a new, separate plane from nothingness itself. This time, however, he reinforced it far more heavily, strengthening every law and foundation within it as he recognized that Anthony and Lucian were truly of a different calibre of humans, literal monsters wearing human forms. The moment he finished constructing the new plane, he snapped his fingers once more, teleporting Anthony and Lucian into the freshly forged battlefield.
Anthony and Lucian did not resist. They already knew it was Klaus who was moving them. The instant they appeared within the new plane, their feet kissing the hardened earth, they shot forward like bullets fired from opposing cannons, colliding into one another as though they were nemeses who could not tolerate the existence of the other. One had to be erased. Peace could never reign between them, only violence, endlessly, eternally.
