The Golden Fleet was failing to breach the planetary shield.
The millions of Seraphim hacking at Zephyria's iridescent dome were continuously picked off by the pinpoint strikes of the Star-Kissed Elves. Any angel that managed to tear a hole in the barrier was instantly decapitated by the invisible Void-Stalker Phantoms waiting in the shadows below.
Hovering just outside the maximum range of the Cryo-Pylons, the colossal Avatar of Solaris Prime burned with absolute fury.
The God of Light realized his infantry was useless against the floating fortress.
"You hide behind walls of blood and shadows, mortal!" Solaris Prime's voice thundered, shaking the entire stratosphere. "You rely on automated tricks! Face the true wrath of the Heavens!"
The Avatar raised his massive, burning hands.
The golden clouds above the fleet parted. A massive, localized burst of pure divine magic illuminated the sky.
A creature descended from the light.
