Even for the Saint Polante Pope, receiving this spell directly at full strength would be quite the ordeal.
"So that means..."
Antanas tentatively raised a hand to shield himself from the white light, asking.
As all the elements simultaneously erupted, converging into a beam of creation, the radiance intersected with Hesintos in the air, unleashing an unprecedented brilliance.
In an instant, heaven and earth lost color, while sun and moon ceased to shine.
All colors were absorbed into this point of intersection, only to explode once more a second later.
The shockwave from the explosion spread outward from the battlefield in all directions.
"As long as Loren's Divine Retribution strikes Hesintos, he will win."
Migaya agreed with certainty, already seeing the moment of victory being sealed.
...
...
Hesintos was dripping with blood, his silhouette nearly turning a dark crimson.
