Zaphiel reached into his chest and drew out a blade made from shattered timelines. This weapon had been plundered from the shattered remnants of Heaven during the war. He had been lucky to find this Throne-level weapon near the core of heaven, and the blade was one of the reasons he was still alive to this day and had gained so much power.
There was no talk between the being of light and the Storm Titan; they simply blurred across the distance, and their weapons clashed.
"BOOM!"
A thin, long line filled with the power of destruction tore across the point of impact between the two weapons. It sliced the fortress in two, before a wave of force exploded outwards, flinging both parties back and causing further devastation around them.
Zaphiel laughed as the Storm Hammer wielded by the Titan cracked before shattering,
