The moment Omni materialized in Raven's grasp, the world shuddered.
Not the domain but the world itself.
The black-red chains of Voidfire that had been wrapping and wrestling the Destruction flames flared wide, shattering into sparks.
Raven staggered, and the destruction roared back with twice the hunger, spreading toward his chest and face now.
The problem was that he wasn't very proficient with Voidfire. If he were, then that fire would have been strong enough to push back the destruction and let him take control.
Now, however, Omni had stepped in.
The sword pulsed.
Not just with light.
With something deeper.
Something that didn't belong to the elements.
Something that preceded them.
The blade shimmered in a silver hue that wasn't just color—it was conceptual. Not radiant like divine light, nor void-like like space.
It was something older.
It was Ether.
Arietta's eyes snapped wide.
