Namyanna's expression tightened.
She hadn't expected this horned monster to still be able to spike his power to this level.
At this point, she didn't dare hold anything back.
She quickly pulled out a blue crystal.
The instant it appeared, the temperature of the world dropped again. This wasn't normal cold—it was absolute, bottomless chill seeping out from the seams of space itself, like it meant to freeze energy in place. The surrounding ocean-tide force was pushed to the brink under the crystal's influence. Ice-blue waves gathered again, heavier than before, dense enough to feel like they could crush bone.
A terrifying power condensed in Namyanna's hands.
A massive scepter re-formed.
She gripped it with both hands. Behind her, the Sea God phantom raised its trident in sync—then slammed it down.
