The battlefield on Mount Greylock had descended into utter chaos.
High in the sky, a flock of Four-Winged Thunderbirds flickered in and out of the purple fog, helping keep Awen occupied.
Below them, the Purple-Light Thunder Pool they controlled together collided with a hurricane of almost equal size, like two enormous vortices, one purple and one cyan, inverted over the mountain peak.
The space farther down, from midair to the ground, was covered in seemingly boundless blue sea waves.
Poseidon kept raising towering waves to pursue the majestic white Yinglong, while Yinglong mercilessly cut down Human Beast War Soldiers of every grotesque shape.
The only witnesses, the professors of Ilvermorny, struggled to help maintain the shield while watching this epic spectacle, a sight rarely seen in a thousand years.
Bizarre creatures of every kind, towering, extraordinary legendary figures, a mythical king among divine beasts, apocalyptic clashes of celestial phenomena, and extinction-level forbidden curse magic.
Every part of the scene shook them to their cores.
Fontana watched the increasingly thin white shield struggle to withstand the magical shock waves.
Even without reports from the Kopuch Gnomes, he knew the House Sorting Statues were already riddled with cracks.
Yet the battle beyond the castle walls still showed no sign of a victor emerging.
The dutiful, balding headmaster was left with nothing but gnawing remorse.
"I have brought ruin upon Ilvermorny! Why did I bring in a tiger to devour a wolf? Why was I so greedy?"
As he repented his sins, he heard Awen shout from high above.
"Keep Shawn trapped for half a minute! I'll activate the Coiled Serpent Cross!"
At once, the battle entered its final showdown.
After receiving Awen's instructions, Poseidon hesitated only briefly before beginning to prepare his ultimate trapping spell.
In truth, he had already used almost