Hilvia immediately adjusted the Priest Corps array to prepare for the ritual, while David swiftly prepared to cast the summoning spell.
He stood at the center of the high platform, his entire body clad in crimson-gold battle armor shining in the dim light, like a guardian angel at dawn. He slowly raised his hand, and a cold starry radiance burst forth from the tip of the phase dagger, as dazzling as a meteor streaking across the night sky.
"In the name of order, with faith as the shield!" David's voice resonated powerfully, "I summon the Silver Moon God's avatar to descend, sever the resonance of alien bloodlines, and restore clarity and order to the Multiverse!"
A pure and frost-shrouded colossal phantom began to condense and descend from the heavens. It was the legendary image of the Silver Moon Goddess — noble and majestic, cloaked in armor as cold and bright as mercurial light.
