The Colosseum of the Sky trembled as Robespierre, now the Avatar of Equality, unleashed his newfound power. The cold blue flames that encased him spread outward in concentric circles, each wave reshaping the arena in its passage. The hybrid landscape of temple grounds and Parisian streets twisted and warped, structures rising and falling like waves on a turbulent sea.
"Behold, Citizen Kukai," Robespierre's voice boomed, now a chorus of a thousand revolutionary cries, "the true face of equality! No more shall there be high or low, rich or poor, enlightened or ignorant. All shall be one in the crucible of revolution!"
As he spoke, the blue flames coalesced into shapes - not the guillotines of before, but vast, cosmic scales. They hovered above the battlefield, their presence so overwhelming that even the spectators felt a weight pressing down upon them.
