Previously
The meteor hurtled through the empty whiteness, a harbinger of impending cataclysm. Its fiery core raged with unrestrained fury, as if the very flames of hell had been harnessed to bring about the Demon God's demise.
Willow would usually be scared of the Demon God, or rather, he was currently very unprepared to take on the Demon God or at least he would be if she hadn't taken him on in his mental space, which meant that he was absolute in this area, and anything he could think of would occur.
The confrontation hung in the air like a storm on the horizon, a volatile clash between unstoppable forces. Willow's resolve clashed with the Demon God's enigmatic malevolence, the tension between them electric and suffocating.
