"Endure?"
Just as the source of all evil was about to be carved up,
a low, mocking laugh echoed in the women's ears.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant,
a heart-palpitating aura erupted beneath the goddesses, stirring up violent ether currents and sending the she-wolves who had been preparing to feast flying in every direction.
Samael rose from the floor and worked his stiff limbs.
Looking at the bruises covering his body, his face darkened like the bottom of a pot, and a chilling sneer flickered in his eyes.
"I've put up with you for a long time!"
Not good!
Realizing that their prey was getting serious, the conspiring goddesses' expressions changed slightly. They instinctively lunged forward, intending to knock Samael down again and make this beast that had escaped its cage behave himself once more.
"Snap!"
However, as the crisp snap of his fingers rang out, the entire Prime Minister's office became like a frozen painting.
Time, space, taste, smell, touch, perception...
All the measures that defined existence vanished.
More precisely,
they had been deprived.
The magi, goddesses, and mages frozen in their forward charge stiffly rolled their eyes. Through that sole window connecting them to the outside world, they saw two incomplete clay tablets floating before Samael fuse together, their writhing symbols encompassing all things.
At times they were Wedge-shaped Divine Script, at times Hebrew Script, at times Greek, at times runes...
The New and Old Testaments! The complete Fate Tablet!
And what was inscribed upon it was naturally the complete Covenant of the Gods—
With the power of the planet, raise one person above the gods and forge a new heaven from that day onward.
Samael's teasing gaze swept over the frozen goddesses, magi, and mages before finally settling with satisfaction on the two Fate Tablets