[VOLUME 14: THE SHATTERED HEAVENS][ARC 2: THE QUEEN'S RETALIATION]
The rush of mortal faith was a golden symphony in Elara's veins. It was warm, heavy, and infinitely sweet, grounding her new divine core with the unshakable weight of belief.
But the symphony was violently interrupted.
The fractured sky above Aethelgard screamed as a jagged rift was torn open. Not with the elegant descent of the foot soldiers, but with the brutal, blinding force of a thunderbolt.
A pillar of absolute, searing white light struck the ash-covered courtyard, throwing up a cloud of debris. When the dust settled, a figure stood in the center, wings of pure, hard-light burning at his back.
Kaelen.
The God of Righteous Judgment looked nothing like the composed, arrogant deity who had terrorized Elara in the mortal Sanctuary months ago. His golden armor was pristine, but his face was contorted with a mixture of disbelief and absolute fury as he surveyed the slaughtered remnants of his golden armada.
