The Angels didn't hold back anymore; the next moment, their presence flared like a booming, world-erasing nuke. With the eruption of their multiple presences, the planet on which Irene resided and those around it literally exploded outward like an overfilled balloon, as the Angels reduced them to cosmic dust and fragments with nothing but the sheer pressure of their presence alone.
The surrounding celestial bodies shattered apart as if they were fragile glass ornaments struck by an invisible hammer, their crusts rupturing and scattering into endless streams of debris, leaving only a drifting graveyard of planetary remains suspended in the silent vacuum of the Galaxy.
Without missing a beat, their Faith Energy bloomed into the void of the Galaxy, its golden sheen covering their bodies as they now seemed even more holy, making it appear as though Irene was some evil witch they had to burn at the stake for going against the sacred order.
