In the heart of the former dwarven territory in the Titanion Realm, the battle between the clown Ogu and the human Saint, though lacking demigods, was no less fierce.
"I truly did not expect you to break free from my Shadow Bind," Ogu's voice was a low growl. The power Saint Noel had displayed before should have been completely insufficient to escape a restraint of that level. "I'm curious. What method did you use?"
"Your is powerful, but the human kingdom is not a faction you can afford to provoke," Noel's expression was solemn and divine. A phantom of a crown appeared above his head. "Begone!"
It was the kingdom's relic, the Crown of Kings.
It unleashed a cascade of radiant light that shone down upon the clown. The light pulsed with a power of rules that was both familiar and alien to Ogu, and he instantly realized what was happening.
"A relic!" he cried out.
