Disciples of the True Divinity realm, drawn by the tumultuous disturbances, arrived at the scene with trepidation in their hearts. Their cultivated senses, honed through years of rigorous training, allowed them to perceive the unfolding confrontation from hundreds of miles away.
Yet, as they approached, an invisible force seemed to grasp at their very souls, a primal warning not to draw any closer to the epicenter of this cosmic storm.
"Wh-what the hell is going on?!" one of the disciples exclaimed, his voice quivering with a mixture of awe and terror. His eyes, wide with disbelief, darted frantically across the distorted space before them.
Those blessed with special eye techniques focused their gaze, piercing through the warped reality to witness a sight that defied all logic and expectation. Their jaws dropped in unison, and hushed whispers spread among the gathering crowd like wildfire in a parched forest.
"It's him... him again?"