With the fall of Agos and the loss of Agnosia, something within the remaining Titans broke.
It wasn't their bodies… It was their will.
For the first time since their creation, the ancient beings felt it—the quiet, suffocating certainty of defeat. The connection to their dominion, once unshakable, now wavered as if the world itself had begun to reject them.
Their king had fallen.
And standing before them were two figures who had risen beyond everything they had once believed absolute—Amon and Yue.
New gods.
Beings who had not only reached their level… but surpassed it.
The Titans could feel it clearly now. Even if they fought on, even if they burned every last fragment of their existence, it would not be enough. Their weakened forms could no longer withstand the overwhelming might of those who had inherited both the will of the heavens and the origin of spirits.
Silence fell across the battlefield as that realisation settled in.
