Epimetheus was surrounded by intense golden flames, which spread at an immeasurable speed throughout the place.
The old man smiled as the air around him began to crystallize, the keter was materializing.
A golden and silver mosaic network that began to overwrite reality with its own laws.
Epimetheus was rewriting the world using keter, forcing new axioms, as if he were contaminating the world's own rules.
Anansi saw how the keter extended, and acted quickly.
She made a strange movement with her arms, which multiplied by three.
From her fingers emerged threads which she wove to form a net around her, delimiting an area.
The keter crashed forcefully against the net, but couldn't penetrate its interior.
"I see you're no longer going to use cheap tricks, it's understandable considering that only your power could save you," Epimetheus exclaimed with a mocking smile on his face.
