Blood Colosseum, the war continues—now an all-out melee of calcined meat and neatly carved corpses.
In the sky, Utu's concealed forces rained destiny bolts and divine projectiles, sending a deluge of biblical proportions to smother and obliterate Mithras' retainers. At the rear, a pair of elderly gods held an hourglass, the gates of a celestial world slowly opening at their back.
Underneath, another portal opened, its tall silver gate connecting the Spiritual World to the Temple of Meditations. On both sides, opposing troops threw trump cards at the gates, desperately trying to close them before reinforcements tipped the scales. Their leaders led their charge, dropping on one another in a gory slaughter.
With Ishtar at the helm, the Blood Disciples hacked through the enemy lines, cleaving a path towards Utu, who watched in rage as screens of World Smelting Flames kept him out of Vel's way.
Yes…Against the Gods…Nabutu…I promise I will never do it again. But damn I had to do it!