The aftermath of the clash settled over the valley like a heavy veil, not of silence alone, but of realization, a collective understanding that what they had just witnessed was far beyond what any of them had prepared for when the duel began. The soldiers of Valerion stood frozen in place, their earlier cheers fading into stunned quiet, their eyes locked onto the battlefield where the impossible had just unfolded before them in full view.
It was no longer just about survival.
It was no longer just about resisting a Celestial.
They were watching something that stood on equal ground with one.
"That… that's not normal…" one soldier muttered under his breath, his voice barely carrying as though speaking too loudly might break whatever fragile understanding he was trying to grasp.
