Inside the humming cage of Holy Silver Chains, the air felt thick with the pressure of sacred energy. For the Elves, it was an oppressive, unpleasant sensation. For Nihil, it was poison. Every particle seemed to scream against his existence. Before him, Commander Gideon raised his warhammer, a miniature silver sun poised to erase shadow.
*Nihil's Thoughts: Analysis. Enemy: Commander Gideon, S-Tier. Weapon: Holy Warhammer, conceptual artifact. Ability: Generates pure holy energy that negates Void energy. Five support Purifiers, A-Tier, trained in anti-anomaly tactics. Environment: Scarred forest, ample trees and rocks. My Condition: Isolated, primary Void strength ineffective. `Zero State`? No. 30-hour cooldown. Using it here is fatal strategic waste. `Singularity Shield`? Worse. It's a weapon of mass destruction, not a precision tool. Using it here would kill everyone, including Lyraelle. Including myself. So, what remains?*
