With a quick command from Kent the bow disappeared into his soul space. But before Kent said anything, the divine disc flowed into War God's hand.
The War God's finger hovered below Kent's divine disc, With a gentle touch, the War God's energy surged into it, and the disc transformed before the eyes of the gathered gods and mortals.
Golden light burst forth, the white disc turning into a radiant halo of pure gold, its edges now saw-like, sharp and dangerous. It was as if the War God had forged the disc in the fires of the heavens themselves, imbuing it with the essence of divine might.
A palpable silence enveloped the blessed land. Every breath seemed to hang in the air, every heartbeat an echo of anticipation. The divine disc, once a symbol of Kent's rising power, suddenly pulsed with life.
