Agonizing pain assaulted the Archangel of Gravity. Even for an entity of Zamael's caliber, having his heart nearly cleaved apart was a devastating injury. The only saving grace was that the spear had not pierced straight through—it had sliced along the lower edge of the organ instead.
But even that was catastrophic. The overwhelming, destructive force contained within Longinus surged into his body, threatening to tear him apart from within. In less than a second, it would pulverize his heart, and even a Paragon would collapse after that.
Driven purely by instinct, Zamael reacted instantly.
A torrent of gravitational power exploded outward from every fiber of his being, locking space itself in place. The force froze both the spear and the True Depravita of Wrath before him, halting Vlad's momentum completely.
Vlad clenched his teeth, muscles straining as he tried to move—but he couldn't.
And then it got worse.
From the void, a scythe materialized.
