BOOOM!!
BOOOM!!!
The Central Fractured Zone had officially become an all-out battlefield. One must know that in order to fight for so many years like the Two Abyssal Lords had been, they would have to be holding back.
It would be impossible to fight for so long at full strength.
Kaelthyr felt the combined might of the Womb of Refusal and the Hollow Monarch and allowed a smile to cross his face.
The Hollow Monarch swung a frozen greatsword that made no sound, yet Kaelthyr's ears rang with the screams of billions of souls. The Womb of Refusal struck from behind without a weapon—no, not this time.
Before, the two Lords had clashed over the Egg of Kyron, but never with the intent to kill. They both knew that without one of them, the Lower Dimension would fall into an imbalance like nothing before...
She reached out into the air, grasping at what seemed like nothing. Yet in that instant, Kaelthyr, poised to charge straight at the Monarch, came to a sudden halt.
BOOOOM!!
