Rakan looked up and grinned fiercely. He punched, and one spear shattered. He punched again, and another broke apart. He charged through the falling divine spears and smashed them one after another, but their numbers were simply too great. His body began collecting wounds. Golden-white light pierced his shoulder, another spear grazed his ribs, and a third struck his thigh and made him stumble for half a breath.
Aurelian's voice descended from above.
"Crownless Divine King."
The golden throne behind him shattered into fragments of light that flowed into his body. His aura condensed sharply, and the Heavenly Luminance Divine Dominion contracted into a smaller but far more oppressive form. The divine sun at his back became a burning crown, and countless runes gathered around his hands.
Rakan's eyes widened slightly.
Aurelian pointed downward.
"Crownless Divine King, Light That Judges All War."
