...King Solomon suddenly sighed, his voice laced with both boredom and amusement.
"And so what?"
His golden eyes gleamed with a sharp, knowing light.
"What if I play God? After all, someone has to do it—
Since that old bearded fool decided to sit on his ass." he pointed towards the heavens. Obviously referring to the One Above All.
A slow rage built within Enel, but then—Something clicked.
A knowing light flashed in his eyes.
He turned his head, looking to the right—
As if he had sensed something.Then, with a swift motion, Enel lunged.
His fist shot forward, aiming straight for Solomon's face—
But the King of Wisdom?
He only smirked.
As if the attempt was beneath him.
And then—With graceful ease, Solomon moved.
A single shove.
A precise motion—
And Enel's entire body was flipped. Sent flying across the golden floor.
Hard.
The impact shook through his bones. Enel had fought countless battles.
