The moment the fourth eye exploded in a storm of code and blood, the Devourer of Light let out a scream that split the air and tore the clouds asunder.
Ben's expression hardened.
Up above, the remaining ten golden eyes flared open in sync. The glyphs inside them spun faster, forming rings of code so dense they looked like halos made of divine fire. System warnings flashed across the sky in broken fragments, too fast to read.
Then, FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
Three eyes blinked in perfect sequence.
Three beams fired, at once.
"MOVE!!" Ben roared, grabbing Apophis and pulling her down just as the sky tore open.
A trio of law-beams slashed through the battlefield in wide arcs. Entire area in the distance simply vanished. The clouds above were sucked inward, vaporized by pure conceptual erasure.
Ben crashed into the ground, his gravitational field cushioning Apophis just in time. The knight blurred beside them in a streak of lightning, panting, sparks flying from his heels.
