The Demon Sword drained the last trace of life from En Sabah Nur's soulless body.
Then it became nourishment for the Pyramid, devoured without a scrap remaining.
"Now, it's your turn... Mar-Vell." Alvin turned his gaze toward the Pyramid. The blood-red hue coiling deep within his pupils seemed capable of piercing layer upon layer of stone. He barked in a low voice, "Still not coming out?!"
Amplified by telekinesis, his voice grew louder and louder, reverberating like an immense sound wave.
The entire Pyramid shook violently, more fiercely than at any point before!
Stones at its summit crumbled, while the rainbow-colored curtain of light over the city contracted. As though summoned by some invisible will, all the energy converged on the depths of the Pyramid.
"Lord Alvin, the ritual nodes..."
Fars's urgent voice came through the communicator.
"I see them."
Alvin cut him off.
Before his eyes, the pillars of light at the six ritual nodes surrounding the Pyramid went out simultaneously.
In their place, all the energy surged into the Pyramid like a returning tide.
Then rings of light rose from the base of the Pyramid, layer upon layer, finally converging at its summit into an immense, spinning wheel of six concentric rings!
Alluring lavender, pink, and gold formed the first ring, named temptation!
Brilliant, flickering magenta, deep purple, and copper formed the second ring, named pleasure!
Blazing bright pink, orange, and brass formed the third ring, named indulgence!
Sickly dark green, deep purple, and pallid white formed the fourth ring, named depravity!
Ever-shifting iridescence, pearl, and metallic hues formed the fifth ring, named creation!
And the sixth ring, a color beyond reality that words could not describe, was the ultimate union of every color. It was also the halo symbolizing Slaanesh's authority, his palace in the High Heavens!