Uranus observed as Hades was swallowed by the storm of destruction he had thrown at him.
It was an attack with the power of a supernova, not even Cronus himself would dare to take it head on.
Uranus knew Hades was strong, but he doubted that he could take that attack and not lose half of his body.
However...
From the ashes of the storm, from the crumbling wreckage of the cosmos itself, Hades emerged.
Unharmed.
A smirk curled his lips, his eyes gleaming with amusement. His jet-black robes swayed, untouched by the destruction that had just raged around him.
"That all you got?" he asked, rolling his shoulders. "I was expecting more from the Primordial Sky."
Uranus observed him, as if stunned by the fact that he was completely unharmed.
But then...
A deep, rumbling laugh filled the void.
Hades merely raised a brow, confused as to why the Primordial of Sky was laughing at this situation.
He was expecting him to let out shouts of disbelief.
