A Debt of Gratitude

By this point in the battle, the Twilight Spirit had realized that things were going badly.

Five Darkin—and not just any five, but a group of Darkin who had always been close—had appeared together. The Aspects were at a serious disadvantage.

The Targonians might normally act as if they had their heads in the clouds, but Targonians were one thing and Aspects another. The Targonians in the Heavenly Realm wielded celestial power and fully deserved to be called gods, but their mortal avatars in Runeterra were limited by the bodies they inhabited.

Runeterra wasn't the Heavenly Realm, and mortal bodies weren't constellations!

No matter how well a body suited them, the Targonians couldn't bring their full power to bear here.

So, when facing the Darkin, they weren't at an advantage in combat.

What had looked like a favorable battle was about to turn against them.

Realizing the situation was going south, the Twilight Spirit decisively abandoned Jarvan IV as a disguise and began using spatial power to help the other Targonians fight.

One mysterious portal after another appeared and shifted the combatants around. With all that repositioning, the Aspects, who had been fighting separately, finally began to show some signs of cooperation. And with space constantly pulling them this way and that, the situation began to stabilize.

Though the Twilight Spirit's intervention finally gave the Garrison Legion and the Fearless Vanguard a side to fight for, and they began attacking the Solar Warriors alongside Xin Zhao, the battle as a whole had briefly reached a stalemate.

But just as the Twilight Spirit thought he had stabilized the situation, seen through Karya's scheme, and allowed himself to relax, a sudden change took place.

Tahm, who had been behaving perfectly well until now, suddenly conjured a "river" out of thin air in