You looked at the First Djinn with calm, absolute indifference and spoke plainly:
"It's time to end this. Too much damage has already been done."
Then you raised your voice so it reached across the vast distance, directly into the cosmic battle happening trillions of kilometres away:
"Lukas. It's time to end it."
Lukas's voice echoed back instantly, calm and obedient:
"Yes, big brother."
In the depths of space, Lukas stopped holding back.
The merged cosmic abomination (the fused Goddess and Demon Lord) laughed mockingly as they gathered their full power for one final, devastating attack — a swirling vortex of corrupted divine and demonic energy that threatened to tear apart entire star systems.
But before they could release it, Lukas moved.
He became a blur of pure cosmic darkness — moving so fast that even light itself seemed slow. In an instant, he was standing right in front of the abomination. With one hand, he grabbed both of their fused necks in a vice-like grip, lifting the entire massive entity as if it weighed nothing.
The abomination's eyes widened in pure terror.
Lukas's voice was cold and final:
"You evil abomination… did you hear what my brother said?"
He didn't wait for an answer.
With a simple, effortless motion, he snapped their necks.
CRACK.
The merged cosmic horror's body went limp. The corrupted energy dissipated like smoke. In the next heartbeat, Lukas clenched his fist, and the entire fused being turned to ash — completely erased from existence, not even a speck of divine or demonic essence left behind.
The cosmic battle ended in a single moment.
The cracks in space began to slowly heal. The aftershocks that had been shaking Earth and other worlds faded away. The sky above the capital gradually calmed, the crimson lightning disappearing.
Lukas floated there in the void for a second, then teleported back to your side in the shattered realm where you stood facing the First Djinn.
He landed lightly beside you, shadows settling calmly around him.
"It's done, big brother."
Miya, Liora, and the four heroes (now fully healed and standing) looked up from the capital's battlefield with visible relief as the threat vanished.
The First Djinn, who had been watching everything, fell completely silent for the first time. His crimson eyes narrowed, the mocking laughter gone. For the first time, there was a flicker of genuine wariness — perhaps even fear — in the ancient evil being's gaze.
He stared at you and Lukas, the weight of what had just happened sinking in.
The void was quiet now.