Tonight, all of Ocryphia lay wide awake, captivated by what seemed like a battle pulled straight from the pages of ancient myth.
The night sky ignited with bursts of light as two figures clashed at impossible speeds, their forms a blur to the human eye. Flashes of white and black collided with ferocious intensity, sending shockwaves rippling through the heavens. The force of their strikes was so immense that it shattered windows and weakened the structures below, leaving buildings trembling in their wake.
One combatant was a radiant Goddess; the other, a dark Fallen Angel.
The Hunters, seasoned warriors accustomed to the extraordinary, found themselves powerless spectators alongside the awe-struck civilians. None could intervene, their gazes fixed upward, spellbound by the otherworldly duel unraveling before them.