Clyde ascended like a missile with a streak of black and blue energy tearing through the sky. The clouds parted when he passing through. Wind screamed past his ears but his eyes never left Susanoo.
The god waited like an immovable pillar of divine power.
He had heard the rumors. He had seen the recording of the mortal that somehow able to turned himself into monster, the one who tore through realms, broke through domains, and fought on equal grown with beings no man ever should have reached. Even all the Celestials around Susanoo whispered about him now.
And at first, Susanoo had been wary.
But now, as he looked upon Clyde — a man standing tall in the presence of Celestials with eyes full of challenge and no hint of reverence in his posture —Susanoo felt no fear. He felt insulted.
That a being born of flesh, who once bowed to the heavens like all mortals, now dared to ascend and meet a god's gaze without trembling... it was blasphemy!
