Large swaths of the surrounding army died. They thought themselves to have just gained some reprieve from Aina, only to be thrown toward another hellish nightmare.
Fear and inferiority colored their hearts as they rushed to get out of the way, until...
BANG!
The dagger collided with one of the pillars of the Council, its tail wagging so hard that it seemed like it might break it as well.
A clash of epic proportions was unveiled. Space and time seemed to fissure like glass, rippling outside like strikes of dispersing lightning.
The dagger seemed truly about to pierce even through this pillar until its body gave way beneath the pressure, shattering and falling to the wayside.
The Council Members in the distance watched on with constricted pupils.
They had seen it for themselves. As much as Silvan loved to be overprotective of his tail was just about as strong as it was. That thing was wrapped in so many layers of space that if you were too weak, just trying to grab it would probably kill you.
And yet, it was severed as though it wasn't even there, sliced apart and strewn onto the ground as though it was any other useless, hacked off limb.
But what shocked them even more than that was the clash of the pillars.
The Gathering of Kingdoms had many facilities that hadn't been tended to by the God Beasts of Creation in countless generations. They were all too young to even know the number of Gatherings that had taken place since the last God Beast died.
The White Spectral Tiger appeared before Aina in a blur. This race of beasts was too well known for their speed and attack power. He was like a whirlwind of space, cutting through like a drilling bit and cutting across the large distance as though it was nothing more than a single step.
Aina swung her ax to meet the wild charge and her arms trembled the moment they did. Her blade couldn't reach the creature and her swing was stopped by a formless air.
She used the momentum to glide back, but the tiger suddenly accelerated again the moment her feet left the ground, closing in with such speed that she could hardly react as it bit down on her leg.
Aina should have screamed out in pain and horror, but she didn't seem to feel the jaws around her thigh at all. Her gaze was filled with a blood thirsty light as the spatial storm began twisting and raging through her defenses, trying to break free of the final lines of Force she had up on her body.
The teeth tore into her leg, making it down to the bone. The beast gnawed and twisted its head, and tried to rip it off in one go.
Aina choked up on her Battle Ax, the savage light in her eyes growing as she began to madly punch it down. Her hands alternated, one driving down a fist and another the blade of her ax.
CRACK!
She made it through the layer of space protecting the beasts, her fist, wrists and forearm shredding to pieces.
But she didn't seem to feel it at all.
Her flesh nearly fell off the bone as she attacked again and again.
Silvan should have just driven her off the stage, he should have just tossed her out and claimed the victory if he could. But he was too consumed by fury.
He wanted her leg, he wanted to make her suffer the same fate he had, to lose a limb that was no different from life and death to her.
A guttural growl came from his throat as he bit into bone, wrenching to the side.