The God of War answered with his fist.
An iron-grey spear formed around his remaining forearm, extending several metres beyond his knuckles. He stepped upward, and the ground beneath his boot sank.
Enigma flicked one finger toward Simon.
A black scale flashed past his shoulder. The pressure holding him down snapped apart, and Simon threw himself sideways with wind just before the gully exploded.
BOOOOOOM!
The crooked boulder disappeared. Both slopes burst outward as the god shot into the air, his spear aimed beneath Enigma's chin.
The Daemon turned his head.
Black scales poured from behind his shoulders, each edged with teal light. They overlapped between him and the spear, forming a curved shield.
The point struck.
Scales shattered, but those behind them turned sideways, carrying the spear away from Enigma's throat. Its edge grazed his mantle.
Beyond him, a distant ridge split open.
