|¬ENOUGH!!!¬|
A shockwave of crimson-silver energy erupted from the epicentre, an Anti-Divinity pulse that rippled outward in all directions.
The pulse hit every corner of the cavern, obliterating every trace of every attack from both sides of the situation, turning them to dissipating, harmless energy in an instant.
Arthur rose from the magma, fury etched on his face.
His body was a mess of damage—patches of his skin were burned raw, the flesh on his arms had been charred to a blackened crisp, and silver blood dripped steadily from his nose and ears.
But he was still standing—or, in this case, floating.
The Stellar Guard had not activated as that attack had not been fatal—revealing another flaw in the seemingly perfect survival artifact.
It only activated against fatal attacks.
