Atlas realized that he couldn't move his arm. He put force into his grip to crush Noah's neck but failed to do so when a thin layer of ice covered his hand.
An icicle shot from beneath the sea and shattered Atlas' arm that was holding Noah by his throat.
In the next instant, a massive ice spike grew from the sea and attacked Atlas, forcing him to retreat.
A pale blue cube emerged from the sea. It floated between Noah and Atlas. The sides of the cube were warping, twisting and folding into itself, giving the cube a mesmerizing appearance.
"Why are you helping a Monarch, Khione? They are no different from Gods." Atlas asked in a voice seething with cold rage.
"That's enough, Hepius. You've concluded your revenge. Any more and you'll become worse than those you've hated." A thin and enchanting voice resonated from the cube.