A second sun rose over the store. No, not a real sun.
Escanor walked in.
It was noon.
Shelves bent under the pressure of his aura. Milk curdled. Gods paused mid-sip. Even Gojo lifted his blindfold—briefly.
Escanor glanced at the "God-Slaying Protein Powder" and muttered, "Too weak."
Vahn scanned his item, but the price tag burst into flames. Literally.
"You broke the scanner."
Escanor tilted his head. "That's not pride. That's simply reality acknowledging me."
Vahn upgraded to a soul-bound receipt tablet.