The situation was catastrophic in every aspect. As the divine beings themselves were fighting against each other inside the mortal world. Their clashes sent tremors across the whole of the northern continent.
They were freakishly powerful. So much so, that Arsh couldn't even scale them. Unlike humans, they weren't bound by the laws of nature. They were vast, ever-expanding entities. Their single spells were capable of calling out to earthquakes and tsunamis.
They were the very laws that bound the world of the lower beings. They were infinite.
They were Endless.
But, while everything surrounding Arsh was getting destroyed in between the clash of the deities. He didn't do anything except for watching it unfold lying on the ground. As the gaping hole in his chest was healing itself, slowly but surely.
Some trick of the being named Euryale, Arsh gathered.
