High above the battlefield, in the skies, all the demi-gods and other god races watching the fight between Kent and Simon with curious looks.
The Space God moved close to Storm God to make a little teasing.
The Space God, draped in a cloak of shimmering starlight, gazed down with a mix of pride as he stared at Simon who is using the shadow orb of his.
"Simon has wielded the Shadow Orb well. I hope your divine disc protects that young man's life."
The Storm God, a towering figure, nodded solemnly. "Kent's strength is not just in his brute force but in his bravery. His inner spirit is a form of Three-Phased God. A legacy that even the gods respect. I hope your inheritor won't end up in Knet's arms." The Storm God rumbled, his voice like thunder rolling through the heavens.
As the two gods spoke, their conversation caught the attention of several demi-gods who had been silently observing. One, a demi-god of fire, grunted in approval.
