The fourth golden eye exploded in a storm of code and blood.
The Devourer of Light screamed, a sound that split the air and tore the clouds apart.
Ben's expression hardened.
Above them, the remaining ten golden eyes snapped open in unison.
The glyphs inside spun faster, forming rings of code so dense they looked like halos of fire.
System warnings flickered across the sky in broken pieces, too fast for anyone to read.
Three eyes flashed in sequence.
Three beams fired at the same time.
"Move!" Ben shouted.
He grabbed Apophis and pulled her down as the sky itself seemed to open.
Three law-beams swept across the battlefield in wide arcs.
Entire sections of distant terrain simply vanished.
The clouds above were sucked inward and vaporized by pure conceptual erasure.
Ben crashed into the ground with Apophis.
His gravitational field cushioned their fall at the last second.
The knight appeared beside them in a streak of lightning, panting, sparks jumping from his heels.
