The Undead and Abyss forces seemed united in their assault, but they had failed to trap the God of Light System's two most formidable fighters.
Helion stood bathed in Holy Flame, his Golden Battle Armor blazing with light.
Every stroke of his sword was precise. His Holy Flame did not spread indiscriminately; it gathered into razor-sharp Sword Light aimed at the Undead and Abyss gods trying to close in.
He stood like a reef amid a raging sea, unmoved by the filthy waves crashing against him, shattering each one instead.
"A rabble like you dares to profane the light?!"
Helion's roar dripped with contempt.
His sword grew faster and fiercer, every strike carrying his utter hatred of darkness.
Artemis was more agile.
She wove through the dense barrage like the most graceful of hunters.
Her Star Longbow drew and released without pause. Every Light Arrow flew with the certainty of a hit, interrupting an Undead god's spell, piercing an Abyss Lord's weak point, or purifying the curses and plagues that crept too close.
She did not aim to kill with a single shot. She dismantled the enemy's attacks with precision, sowing confusion and fear.
"Fall back, servants of darkness," Artemis said, her voice cool and proud as moonlight. "Before my lord's radiance, your struggles mean nothing."
The Undead and Abyss gods grew more alarmed with every exchange.
These two gods of light seemed like tireless war machines, and their coordination was flawless.
The God of War's fierce charge drew most of the attacks, while the Hunting Goddess picked targets off from behind and broke up their formation.
Worse, they could clearly feel how devastating Holy Light was against them!
Every missed attack and every broken defense left them weaker, their Divine Souls burning with pain.
"No... at this rate, they'll