Before the gods could even reach them, Nyar moved first, swinging his arms at Baal. He moved faster than any eye could see, and turned into a blur even to someone like Luminous. In no time, Baal's massive body had turned into a mist of blood, crackling with divine magic.
That was a great opening for Nyar, but he knew better than anyone that even if erased, an archon won't die just like that. The humanoid body isn't their real one. But that also told him that Baal was still not used to fighting in a humanoid form. The only reason he isn't switching into his true form of wings and eyeballs is that it would exceed the limits of the labyrinth.
Speaking of the labyrinth, it had put quite a load of chains on him. He can't breathe or move without feeling like he is stuck in tar, and he can't even cast spells without feeling the universe itself trying to suppress him. He was getting sluggish, sleepy, and disoriented, but nothing that his eldritch mind can't handle.
