His words had barely faded when the old God moved.
His figure vanished from beside the crimson sphere, and in the next instant he appeared before me, his hand already reaching toward my chest. I twisted aside at the last moment, allowing his fingers to pass within inches of my body, before driving my palm toward his ribs.
Golden Soul Force erupted from my hand, reinforced by several Origins at once, and the impact sent him flying through the chamber.
He didn't crash into the wall.
The old God stopped himself in midair by forcefully suppressing the space around his body, then raised one hand toward me. The moment his fingers moved, the surrounding space folded inward, and an invisible pressure descended from every direction.
I immediately invoked my Authority.
