Great sparks exploded when Cogent Stark Order met the halberd. It sank deeper into the ocean of darkness, disappearing from sight.
"You wench!" Ashema cried, but he didn't dare rush into the Territory. Not yet.
He couldn't believe it. What kind of magical construct was this? How could it almost overwhelm the entirety of the Under?
While his face contorted in rage, his thoughts spinning, the four Divine beings he had sent to deal with Pherdanta felt the same while within the Territory.
Contrary to Ashema's beliefs, Pherdanta hadn't engaged them yet. Shortly after they entered her Territory, she had dissolved into it and gone into hiding. But it wasn't a note of cowardice on her part, after all, she had made sure the Divine beings couldn't leave.
