The one being bound is the Forest Goddess!
Even though She had lost Her form, almost ceased to resemble any sort of human figure, now nothing but a vast mass, a bound surge of Divine Power, the people of Senya still recognized their Goddess in an instant!
Looking upon the Goddess's current state, a fury more primal than life and death, surpassing all things, erupted in their hearts!
Their faith in the Forest Goddess was beyond anything ordinary belief could describe.
It would not be an exaggeration to say the entire race was created by the Forest Goddess.
And at this moment, as the gods decided to annihilate the world, destroying all, the Forest Goddess—who was wronged for refusing this extinction—was all the more precious to the people of Senya.
But now.
This being, sacred beyond words to all Senyans, was here, even Her fallen divine body chained, exploited, used to obliterate the people She cherished.
This extreme rage could not be put into words.
