The resulting shockwave erased the surroundings in a blinding flash of annihilation, its expanding wall of pure kinetic fury stopped only by the desperate intervention of rival Paragons who refused to let the devastation breach their domains. Where two vibrant, ancient kingdoms had stood just heartbeats before, a yawning, sterile void of naked bedrock now remained, a bottomless scar carved deep into the flesh of the Western Continent, entirely hollowed out by the violent collision of absolute Laws.
In less than a breath, millions of lives were snuffed from existence. The sheer scale of such catastrophic collateral demanded immediate, unforgiving retribution, but the entire cataclysm had unfolded in the blink of an eye. Sensing the shift in the fabric of reality, the arbiters of the Lawful camp, the Judges tasked with maintaining cosmic balance were already beginning to tear through the veil to deal with the perpetrators.
