Amid wave after wave of spreading Brilliant Light, everything was swallowed by dazzling radiance.
No trace of darkness remained.
Only flames surged and spread like a flood, rapidly swelling in every direction.
Countless sharp sounds rang out from outside, like shattering glass.
The cage forged from lightning began to deform and bend, cracks appearing across it. Then tongues of fire spewed forth, scorching the earth red and tearing huge holes through the storm clouds above the Sky Dome.
Still more light burst between heaven and earth, passing through the fierce battlefield and sweeping away every horde that tried to approach. Even the scattered aftershocks were dispersed by Osiris ten thousand miles away.
Bloodied scarlet amid the Sovereigns' siege and slaughter, Osiris turned back and looked into the distance.
He was distracted for an instant.
But soon, beneath the shroud of primal breath, he was swept back into the eternal storm. Within the rolling darkness, the cruel hell of frost and moon rose from the ground.
In the span of a finger snap, the world within the lightning cage seemed to have been destroyed ten thousand times.
No more matter could remain. Everything evaporated beneath excessive destruction. Scorching winds hot enough to melt steel churned through the air, yet not even dust could gather.
Only at the very center of the prison did the enormous, stone-dry body remain intact. Countless cracks crisscrossed its surface, wisps of gray mist rising and spreading from within, as thick as blood.
Now, the incomplete seven heads rose again, their cold eyes fixed upon the sky.
Ten thousand destructions had failed to kill it. Instead, they had made it ever more savage and violent.
From the blazing fire and molten earth, it suddenly spread its shattered wings, parting endless flames as it flew toward its opponent