The howling wind raged, thunder interwoven, as catastrophe descended upon the newly birthed Divine Realm.
Amidst the boundless clash of thunder and hurricane, two residual shadows stretched into streaks, their impacts erupting into earth-shattering roars, as ferocious Energy Vortices ravaged downwards, first from east to west, then from south to north, wreaking havoc across the Divine Realm.
The earth was torn apart with gaping fissures, mountains collapsed under the force, boulders rolled, and dust billowed.
In the distance, the ocean surged into curtains, as enormous tsunamis accompanied by hurricanes struck again and again...
On the edge of the battlefield, Wayne took a deep breath.
Sarosia had opponents to fight; he had profits to make. Once the task was accomplished, they would split the spoils seventy-thirty—he would stand and take seventy percent, while Sarosia knelt and offered the remaining thirty percent as a sacrifice to her faith, ensuring a bright future for both.
