The moment Samael emerged in the skies above Dragonhold, every god felt it.
His presence crashed down on them, and the air itself seemed to grow heavy even for them who were divine beings.
The gods scattered throughout Dragonhold's skies began disappearing one by one.
Within seconds, the skies above Dragonhold were empty save for Samael himself.
Adam's power was protecting them, relocating every god away from the fallen angel's proximity before he could strike.
Samael watched in silence as they all vanished.
His expression remained neutral for a moment, neither pleased nor frustrated by this development as if he had expected this to happen.
Then a grin crossed his lips.
"Affecting multiple gods at once," he muttered to himself. "How long can you really keep this up, Adam?"
He knew it was only a matter of time before the strain became too much.
Samael stretched his hand forward, and another portal formed before him, ready to carry him elsewhere.
