Dyon suddenly understood why celestials didn't do battle on the planet. A puppet didn't even have access to wills, and yet it was this devastating. Dyon couldn't help but wonder… If the earth hadn't expanded by millions of times its original size… Would it have survived the blow he just gave it?...
It suddenly dawned on Dyon that if this went too far, he could begin to endanger the mortal side of the world.
Without a shred of hesitation, Connery turned and fled. The Sapientia within Dyon's tower could only watch in awe as the man they revered so highly was actually forced to flee by a child they continued to look down on.
Dyon felt his soul strength draining by the minute. Every moment he held a connection to the puppet was another he lost stamina with. He was so fatigued that he hardly noticed the astonished gazes of Tau and Lionel in the air. Clearly they had stopped their fight just in time to see what had transpired.
