Since self-destruction was not an option, what did that expression mean?
Could there be some sort of last-ditch effort that could turn the tables?
As Lin Xiao wondered, he saw Half-God Lars from the Snake People sitting in God's seat stretching out his right hand, and in an instant, the whole Sanctuary lit up brightly. The blood clouds that blanketed the dome of the Sanctuary quickly dissipated, revealing behind them an enormous... but tattered-looking Scales of Shadow?
As Lars reached out to grasp it, the huge Scales of Shadow rapidly shrank into his hand, condensing into a small set of scales with a dark gold texture, covered in cracks.
With a mix of excitement, anticipation, and fear, and a gaze filled with an indescribable meaning, Lars looked at the tiny scales in his hand and said in a trembling voice,
"You think you've won? Delusional. Lars will show you how laughable all your efforts are in the face of fate!"
"Mad?"
