All four of Knull's arms tensed at once.
His thick arm, like a battering ram, swung out violently, carrying enough force to shatter an asteroid as it smashed down toward Lazuli Eve's head.
As his arm swung, the Symbiote faces on its surface screamed.
Dark crimson energy gathered around his fist, forming a massive, spinning sphere of energy. Its heat raised the temperature of Chaos Space by thousands of degrees in that instant.
Lazuli Eve did not dodge.
She gripped the Necrosword in her right hand and swung it upward.
The blade traced a transparent, nearly invisible arc through the air, its end meeting Knull's battering ram.
The blade collided with the energy sphere.
There was no sound, because its frequency exceeded the range Chaos Space could transmit.
A circular shockwave of intertwined silver-white and dark crimson erupted from the collision point. It spread outward at the speed of light, blowing away all the energy clouds along the edge of Chaos Space.
The Chaos Space Wanda had created shook violently under the shockwave, and several visible cracks appeared.
It was not that Wanda's magic was too weak. The energy produced by the clash between Lazuli Eve and Knull had already approached the limit of what Chaos Space could withstand.
Knull's battering ram stopped in midair. It had not been blocked; it had been cut apart.
Knull let out a deep roar, like the earth splitting apart.
It was not pain, but rage.
Rage at the dignity he had accumulated over billions of years, never before challenged so thoroughly, being trampled beneath her feet.
His other three arms attacked at once.
Claws lunged from the left at Lazuli Eve's neck, bone spikes stabbed from the right toward her heart, and tentacles coiled upward from below toward her ankles.
Three arms, three