Chapter Title: When Gods Learn Fear
The moment Azrael stepped into the lightning, the world seemed to hold its breath.
The divine energy crashed down toward him, brilliant and absolute, carrying the full weight of Zephiron’s authority. It was not just an attack. It was judgment. A force meant to erase, to purify, to reduce anything beneath it to nothing.
And yet—
Azrael did not move.
He did not dodge.
He did not raise Quinn in defense.
He simply stepped forward.
The lightning struck.
For a fraction of a second, the battlefield vanished in blinding gold. The ground shattered beneath the impact, flames snuffed out by the sheer force of the strike as the surrounding air rippled outward in a violent shockwave.
Then—
Silence.
The light faded.
Azrael stood at the center of the impac
