The world seemed to pause for a fraction of a second.
Aestrea vanished.
A thin, perfect silver line traced through the air behind the twelve-winged guardian, so fast it looked like reality itself had been sliced.
He reappeared directly behind the colossal central eye in a burst of silver light.
SHIIIIIIING!!!
An "X" of blood exploded across the giant eye.
The guardian let out an ear-piercing screech that shook the entire tower.
Golden-black ichor sprayed in thick fountains from the deep cross-shaped wound.
It's thousands of smaller eyes on the wings blinked erratically, some exploding from the feedback.
In its panic and blindness, the creature unleashed a chaotic barrage of laser beams in every direction.
VWOOM! VWOOM! VWOOM!
Beams of pure divine judgment lanced out wildly, carving deep scars into the chamber walls, ceiling, and floor.
Some beams even reflected off the crystal surfaces, turning the entire space into a deadly light show.
