She was expelled from the dimension as easily as one flicks a speck of dust off a surface.
The last thing she saw, before everything dissolved into a flash of white light, were the three Abyss Gods, still suspended, still trapped.
And desperate, so much so that they didn't think twice before choosing a drastic option.
Because they, unlike her, knew exactly what it meant to face a power like that with no way out.
They knew it all too well.
And how could they not? After all, some time ago, when they'd first attacked this world, they had ended up in a similar situation.
Back then, choosing that same drastic option would have carried serious risks, but at least they would have been free. They hadn't chosen it, they'd considered it beneath them, and that decision had cost them dearly, since the consequence had been getting sealed here for an unknown span of time.
