Mountains crumbled and entire valleys split apart as Tessa and Freya clashed, neither holding back as spells detonated like warheads and fists shattered the air itself.
"How dare you, Sentinel! You were built to serve the gods! Your master has fallen, stay out of my way!" Freya's voice was laced with venom, each word echoing through the battlefield as their fight tore its way across Alfheim.
Rage consumed Freya. Her own people had abandoned her, and worse, Nemrith had allied with demons, making it far too easy for Zion to convert her followers to Luminera. If she couldn't reclaim them, she would erase them, burn everything down, and start again.
"Sorry, girl, I may have merged with them, but I'm not a Sentinel," Tessa snarled, charging through a blazing magic circle. "I'm Tessa, Zion's personal AI assistant." Her arm morphed into a razor-sharp blade as she clamped a hand around Freya's face, but Freya vanished in a flash before the strike could land.
