Despite having lost an arm, Aliastar did not react with pain. Though he hesitated to go against this creature.
For the first ti, he felt uncertainty about his next action. He could not decide whether to attack or retreat. As a primarch this was a humiliating situation but survival ca first.
His guards who had been hidden nearby had already revealed themselves when they sensed danger. However, they had not survived long enough to act. Their bodies had been destroyed completely, reduced to a blood mist cloud by the creature.
The scale of the destruction made it clear that the blood cloud in the air did not co from a single arm of Alistair but several bodies exploding at once.
Aliastar took a slow breath as he tried to steady himself. At that mont, the space around them began to distort. Everyone present noticed it at the sa ti.
William, Winston, Tamasya, and others turned their attention toward the shifting space. Two figures appeared instantly.
Victor and Elavnil had arrived. The Vampire and Dragon primarchs had arrived. Those struggling under Rah’s terror felt a glimr of hope that the mighty primarchs would save them.
Victor’s gaze moved imdiately toward Rah. Rah’s single eye t his gaze directly from a distance. The silent exchange between them carried a clear challenge.
"Tsk, so you are just an unruly beast," Victor spoke before his form expanded and transford into that of a dragon. The transformation released an ancient and overwhelming aura that spread across the entire area. The pressure reached even the city below, affecting every mortal within range.
The Draconic Apotheosis had revealed his true form.
roaaarrrr!!! A powerful roar followed.
The sound echoed through the sky, shaking the surroundings. Those who heard it felt their bodies weaken, as if their courage had been stripped away.
Rah responded imdiately.
Its body began to grow larger, matching Victor’s size.
In the next mont, Rah disappeared from its original position and reappeared directly in front of Victor.
A long and chilling screechescaped from Rah’s maw directly upon Victor’s face.
The sound carried a strong ntal impact. William felt it imdiately. The effect was so intense that, without the mark of a servant placed upon Rah that protected him, he would have suffered serious damage to his mind.
Fortunately, his mom and Tamasya were unaffected.
anwhile, others in the pulvinar were not as fortunate. Those with weaker ntal strength felt overwhelming ntal pain from the sound.
William noted this and decided to ask Rah about it later.
William stood on top of Sunchaser as he observed the situation.
In his mind, he began to consider his next move. This mont seed like the best opportunity to eliminate these people, including deacons of all church branches and other high-ranking church people, while they were distracted and weakened.
However, sothing unexpected happened. His stellar fire flickered in his mind as if warning him.
The stellar fire began to behave like a living entity driven by hunger. He could feel it reacting to sothing nearby.
His instincts guided his gaze toward Elavnil.
An attack of a strange red fla had ford in her hand.
The energy within it was dense and dangerous. Without hesitation, she launched it toward the area where the common people were evacuating, directly targeting them and Anastasia.
Her motive was to erase traces of every witness to protect the primarch’s reputation.
William reacted to this developnt imdiately.
"Shit!!" But midway, he realized the speed of the attack was too great. Intercepting it directly would be impossible.
His eyes moved quickly as he searched for another option.
He noticed Tamasya engaged in battle with the weakened Aliastar. She was positioned farther away, making it impossible for her to intervene in ti.
Anastasia was still focused on protecting the remaining civilians. A barrier surrounded them, shielding them from the shockwaves created by the ongoing battles.
William’s mind raced.
His current speed was not enough to reach the attack in ti. Even if he used a space-based spell, it would only stop Elavnil herself, not the attack she had already launched.
Frustration built within him as he realized the limitations of his options.
The situation forced him into a mont of intense pressure, where every decision carried imdiate consequences.
At that very mont, sothing happened that completely shocked William. An unexpected person arrived.
He watched as the blood-red fla, which had been moving at terrifying speed toward the crowd and his mom, suddenly collided with a silver beam of energy.
The beam appeared instantly, ford from a white-silver energy, and shone brightly even against the violent glow of the blood fla.
The impact caused the fla to disperse in all directions, losing its shape and force. The beam dispersed as well, ensuring the attack failed.
Anastasia and the remaining crowd were shielded completely, allowing them to remain unhard despite the destructive intent behind the attack. All of them looked at the source of the attack.
Before William could fully process what had just happened, a pillar of white light descended rapidly from the sky. It cut through the air, drawing the attention of everyone present.
From within that descending light, a figure erged.
An armored woman appeared.
She landed with grace. Her expression was unwavering. The armor she wore was entirely silver, crafted with divine materials that were etched with symbols of the moon. Its surface carried faint runes that pulsed slowly, giving it an otherworldly appearance.
It was Samantha.
Anastasia’s eyes widened as she saw her.
Her gaze was fixed on Samantha’s back, as if trying to confirm what she was seeing. For a brief mont, she remained still, surprised by her sudden arrival. She would have never imagined that the sister who despised her so much would co to protect her.
Samantha turned her head slightly, glancing at Anastasia from the corner of her eyes.
"I hope you do not mind using your divine armor," she said in a calm tone.
Anastasia paused for a mont as she heard those words. The surprise slowly faded from her expression, replaced by a gentle smile.
"It belongs to you as much as it belongs to , sister," she replied.
The exchange between them was brief, but it carried a sense of understanding that did not require further explanation.
Samantha’s eyes turned to look at the vampire primarch, and in an instant, she confronted her.
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