Bab 450: Final cards

Vangel, his once-confident demeanor now shattered, found himself overcome with a cold sweat as he beheld the majestic cosmic entities that surrounded Aion. His eyes darted anxiously from one ethereal figure to another, their imposing presence sending shivers down his spine. The immense weight of their power pressed upon him, leaving him feeling small and insignificant in comparison.

As Vangel stood in the presence of these cosmic beings, he felt an overwhelming sense of vulnerability and unease. The realization dawned upon him that his schemes and manipulations paled in comparison to the vastness and primal power that emanated from these embodiments. At that moment, his hubris and self-assuredness crumbled, replaced by a deep-seated fear of the unknown and a gnawing uncertainty about his own abilities.

"Well, I guess it makes sense that we lost," Aion said while rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "I guess it also makes sense that this dumbass is scared shitless."