Eldran sensed the temperature rising ahead and deliberately checked his step.
The red beam swept past the newly formed stair and expanded directly in front of him. Threads at Eldran's side converged, weaving themselves into a golden longsword that slashed down into the laser.
The blade bit into the red beam, scattering gold and crimson sparks from the point of contact. Energy spilled outward on both sides, making the nearby thread stairs sway under the impact.
High above, Andona continued gathering power.
The Angel behind her was growing more solid by the second. Even the patterns on its Greatsword had become clearly visible. The fraction of Divine Power leaking from it was enough to make the surrounding air feel heavy, and the soldiers fighting below unconsciously slowed their movements.
A brilliant column of golden holy light descended from above.
