The situation in the Mystic Woods flipped in the blink of an eye. Caelus, who had just been hunted by a pack of top-tier fighters, completely turned the tables. Now, he was the one chasing down a squad of Arch Lords, butchering them with reckless abandon.
"The ancient parchments foretold of judgment shackles carved by the Divine Sigil of magic! When the incantation sounds, all heretics shall be judged in its chorus!"
"Lightning that tears through all things, heed my call! With my power, I shall shatter the darkness before me!"
It was an absolutely savage spectacle.
To Pallas, his older brother's current form was permanently burned into his memory. Caelus had manifested the ultimate battle form of a Stoneheart Titan: four heads and eight arms.
