Golden hands clawed away at Raven's flesh as he soaked the god's powers. Restored and kept alive by Athenia and the fae mothers, he focused only on his task as his body burned with an immense divine aura. Illumina and Fiera abated the flames caught on his flesh, but even so, the burn–they could feel it themselves as they were bound to the hero by his very soul.
Hamleth's screeching howls were the only things they could feel more of. Rattling their teeth and nearly peeling the skin off of the mortals present, the god's death howl was enough to echo to the very edge of Atlaris. All animals around the capital city were the first to perish, birds prime amongst them as their bodies imploded upon themselves.
