The battle between Grimsight, Killshot, Artifact God, Beast God, and her beasts was something no individual would want to miss. The techniques and skills being shown there were at a level that Alex had never before seen in his life.
A single one of these skills, if it wasn't blocked, would destroy the entire city. The laws and intent that were at battle were not something Alex could easily understand as weak as he was.
Godslayer constantly screamed for him to let him out, but Alex held him at bay. There was something wrong with the spirit, and he didn't want it to ruin the situation any further than it already had.
"It seems you have calmed down," a voice said from Alex's left.
Alex turned and found a young man standing mere paces away from him. A sort of golden liquid flowed around him, encircling him. He knew who this man was from what Grimsight had called him before.
The Weapons God.
"Are you able to talk now?" the Weapons God asked.