Not even a heartbeat later, the same exact spear reappeared above Lyssandra and the other troops.
All the resentment, rage, and annihilation coalesced into a spear that caused the void to quake—its shaft a twisting column of blood-red light veined with black cracks, tip so sharp it seemed to slice reality itself, trailing a comet-like tail of screaming souls and shattered laws.
This was Lysa's precept: any blow that harms those she deems under her protection will be reflected double the power. Not just that—anyone who dies under protection, a fraction of their power further enhances the attack, feeding the spear until it grew heavier, brighter, more vicious with every death it avenged.
Seeing the massive spear screaming towards their Universe, the Goliaths panicked. That was the thing… divinations were always right to a certain extent. No one knew that Sandra had two souls in one body… so how could they calculate this fact?
