For one impossible heartbeat, the entire battlefield stopped. The armies, the Corrupted, and even the Sovereigns themselves stopped. Every gaze was fixed upon the crimson spear that had pierced completely through the Supreme Sovereign's chest.
Golden blood drifted through the heavens like scattered stars. No one moved or breathed; the betrayal was simply too unimaginable.
Far below, the allied armies stared upward in horror.
"...No..."
A human soldier dropped his sword; another slowly fell to his knees.
"Lord Fire... What... what have you done?"
Confused voices echoed across the battlefield. Some refused to believe what they had seen, and others desperately convinced themselves that it had been an accident.
Surely... One of the Seven Sovereigns would never betray another. Especially not the Supreme Sovereign and not in the middle of the war.
The Sovereign of Fire slowly released the spear. The flames surrounding the figure no longer burned with their previous warmth.
