I looked up at the mega gate hovering high in the sky. If that dude didn't intend to move his fat ass to defend his city, then I bet he would be shit scared when I go all out and try to claim this gate.
The mega gate was the literal lifeline of his campaign; it was a swirling vortex of spatial energy that acted as a bridge for the endless millions of troops he had at his disposal. If he lost this gate, he'd lose all the reinforcements coming, and with it, the city and this entire battle.
"Let's see how deep your patience runs, dude…"
And without any hesitation, I moved my chariot fast towards the sky. My fallen gods remained behind for a split second, their forms crackling with divine energy as they kept hammering that new giant with their ultimates.
The new giant was a different beast entirely from the one I had just maimed. While similar in size, his body was shining constantly with a strange, oily golden lustre.
