A stray bolt of thunder lashed out at a three-story stone building in the distance, one that had been lucky enough to escape the green wind. Before it could even make a sound, the entire structure was silently reduced to wisps of smoke in a blinding blue light!
More tyrannical and direct than the Withering Wind before it.
This was pure, absolute destruction!
"Raphael! That madman broke free too!" Adrian cried out, all the color draining from his face.
Pope Ete I's brow furrowed slightly.
On the Northern Great Shepherd Leader's ice-like face, the blizzard spinning in his left eye suddenly accelerated.
"Together!" Ete I let out a low shout, striking the ground with his Scepter.
The Great Shepherd Leader spread the fingers of his right hand and thrust them down toward the rift spewing thunder!
In that moment, the supreme leaders of the northern and southern Churches displayed astonishing coordination.
