Two palms tore toward each other with apocalyptic force. The moment both palms crashed into one another, the air twisted, then collapsed, as a thunderous storm of shockwaves clapped outward, slamming into everybody gathered around Azaron and Threshold I.
Malrik, Threshold II, Threshold III, Morthern, and the rest simply withstood the shockwave as they protected their weaker teammates. After all, just that shockwave alone was enough to kill the Suns, Moons, and the Alphabets.
From the point in space where the two palms met, and the position where Azaron and Threshold I stood, a sinkhole tore open as though a void had been etched into the very earth of the planet itself. Everything around them was torn to shreds, reducing everything within over five thousand kilometers to ribbons and fragments.
The scale of destruction from merely two palms colliding was literally insane.
But then, the impossible happened.
