Fwooosh...
Somnus's body suddenly convulsed as his right foot began to crumble, breaking apart into fine black dust that scattered into the air like ash.
His screams were gone now, replaced with a thin wheeze, the sound of a god's essence tearing away piece by piece.
Finally...
It took a while.
The others froze. Their divine senses told them what their eyes refused to believe.
"...He's… he's dissipating," muttered the God of Flames, his voice cracking.
"No…!" Shadow's pupils shrank, sweat dripping down his brow. "If Somnus dies here, he'll—"
"The authority," the Lightning God growled, horrified. "He'll gain the God-killing authority!"
Fuck... they noticed it.
In an instant, panic turned into violence.
BOOOOOMMMMM!
A storm of power erupted all at once.
Tendrils of shadow lashed out, flames roared like a tidal wave, bolts of lightning speared down from the sky.
Even the Netorare God unleashed his twisted aura, all of them converging on me at once.
