The cavern trembled.
Not subtly. Not faintly.
The very bones of the Second Layer shook as two forces collided at the center of the ancient chamber.
Stone cracked like thin glass beneath the first impact. Frost shattered from the walls in violent bursts, turning the air into a storm of glittering shards. The waterfall of golden-tinted water buckled sideways as the pressure of their power distorted the air itself.
Atlas moved first.
Sekhmet moved faster.
Sunfire erupted from her shoulders as she launched forward, her armor blazing with divine radiance. The golden aura of Heaven burned against the frozen mana saturating the cavern, and where the two powers met the air screamed.
Their fists collided.
The shockwave detonated outward.
The pool of Amrit-touched water exploded upward in a spiraling column. The cavern ceiling groaned as cracks spider-webbed through stone older than civilizations.
Atlas slid backward several meters, boots carving trenches into the frozen floor.
