"Not a chance!" he roared. He focused all his power into a blazing beam that tore across the sky, firing it at the joint of Taiyi's rising arm in an attempt to stop or disrupt the movement.
But Sunday seemed better prepared. An instant before Cosmos's beam arrived, the resonant bridge between Dominicus and Taiyi's remains had already grown solid!
BZZZ—!!!
A terrifying resonance beyond sound erupted.
The sudden explosion swept through Penacony's entire theater in an instant.
White light burst from the point of collision—so pure it swallowed all color, sound, and form. Like a supernova, it engulfed the entire dream theater, Cosmos, and everything around him, then surged unstoppably toward every corner of Penacony and out into Realspace...
Within that all-consuming white, every sense failed.
At the edge of the light, Aha's figure blurred. He seemed to click his tongue. "Well, that's... the end of the show."
The white light receded like a tide, revealing the dream theater in ruins.
March 7th coughed as she climbed to her feet and shook her dazed head. She immediately looked around in alarm. "Everyone! Is everyone okay?!"
"I'm fine..." Stelle answered nearby. She brushed energy dust from herself, with Welt Yang and Robin standing beside her.
Apart from looking a little pale, they seemed unharmed.
"That was... Aha and 'Stelle' acting together," Welt said, adjusting his glasses as he looked toward the Nihility Star God reforming in the distance, then at Stelle, who looked unusually battered.
Clearly, before that final devastating burst of resonance, those two C'tan-level beings had joined forces to raise a barrier around the "mortals."
"Thank you..." March 7th said, still shaken. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked sharply upward, toward the place where Cosmos and Dominicus had fought.
Nothing was there now.
Only energy currents that