"Hey… how are we supposed to win this?" Alex asked, his voice shaking. He couldn't hide the fear anymore. Today's opponent wasn't just anyone. It was a God. And not just any god—one fighting for survival. Even a dying animal could be dangerous. A cornered god? That was something else.
Veyra stayed calm. His voice echoed in Alex's mind.
"We're not holding back this time. We had reasons before—your soul wasn't ready, and we were afraid your loved ones would be targeted. But now? There's nothing stopping us. Mother and Father know who I am. Solaris can't touch your family anymore."
Alex felt a grin spread across his face. "So… we're going all in?"
"That's right. Everything we've got."
The arena grew silent. The mortal warriors were set aside. The battlefield expanded, glowing with divine light. This wasn't a place for humans anymore. It was for the gods to settle their war.
From afar, the two Primogenitors watched, uneasy.
