In minutes, the location of the battlefield had turned into ruins as the devastating powers that the celestials beings gathered there ravaged the lands. Each one of these beings possessed immense power. While the Primordial Plane of Valeant was sturdy enough to endure the hazards of battle between two of the weaker celestial beings, bearing the combined force of hundreds of celestials beings quickly proved to be a task for the plane.
The battlefield quickly spread out as everyone wanted space to carry out their moves and attacks without affecting their comrades.
In one of the central and most devastated areas of the battlefield, Michael floated opposite Deeno, his eyes sharp as he covered himself in a silvery barrier made from his Divine Power.
"You are strong." Deeno said as he took stock of Michael. "But not strong enough to fight me by yourself." He added.
