[VOLUME 16: THE FIRES OF GENESIS][ARC 1: THE ASHEN WAR]
"He is secured, my Queen. Shall we proceed to the execution?"
Li's voice was as calm and pristine as an alpine lake, entirely at odds with the fact that he currently had a god pinned to a scorched cliff face with a spear of solid starlight.
On Kaelen's other side, Aldren held the fallen deity by the throat with a massive hand of pure, condensed shadow. The Demon Lord looked incredibly bored, though his crimson eyes flicked to Elara with absolute, unwavering devotion.
"Please do," Wukong chimed in, leaning casually against his building-sized iron staff, which he had shrunk back down to a manageable six feet. The Monkey King pulled a peach from his armor (no one knew where he kept getting them) and took a loud, crunchy bite. "Because if you don't, I'm going to start poking him with a stick. He has a very punchable face."
