The Soul Shard raised her right hand toward Sakaar, her voice as sharp as steel and laced with divine arrogance, "Then I shall cleanse my planet with my own hands."
Those words crashed into everyone's ears like a thunderclap tearing through silence. In that instant, the audience in the stands and the generals, all realized the same terrifying truth: things were about to spiral into chaos. The situation had just become catastrophic.
ShooShoo — With terrifying speed, beams of concentrated radiant energy erupted from the palm of the Soul Shard's hand. Each arrow of light was forged from pure intent and overwhelming might —no ordinary martial Emperor, no matter how skilled, could withstand even one of them unscathed. These were not attacks meant to threaten or intimidate— they were meant to annihilate.
