Amidst his movements through the sky, zipping as electricity, Jotham found himself constantly slashing at incoming bolts, deflecting multiple every second as it seemed to be an endless assault.
It was becoming increasingly harder to keep up with Sirius as the assault from every direction hindered his movements.
'--Everything. I have to maximize everything right now, if I hope to catch him–I can't worry about what happens to my body afterwards,' Jotham resolved.
From all directions, dragons born of the storm soared at him at the behest of their god. Every muscle in his body pushed to the maximum, surpassing human limits. In a matter of a single moment, he underwent a split-second adaptation that would take one decades of training.
He moved through the air with tenfold speed, passing by the bolts as he immediately confronted the enemy. .net
The sheer quickness in which he met Sirius seemed to catch even the god by surprise as Jotham brought his blade down with impunity. Still quick to react, Sirius moved his body out of the way, though Jotham immediately flickered as a bolt.
'A feint–?' Sirius realized.
With the lord's back to him, Jotham followed up with a true strike, bringing his blade forth, though, once again, Sirius spun around, only a moment too late–
Across the chest of the God of Heroes, the slash permeated itself. In that split-second, faster than the blink of an eye, Sirius was surprised by the attack landing. That reaction allowed for the follow-up; Jotham unleashed further attacks, using sparks of electricity to empower each swing.
'I've broken through–I've found it!' Jotham celebrated, not letting up.
–However, amidst that rise of confidence, the slayer found his next slash having no effect as it dragged across the scaled armor. What was once effective no more than a second prior was absolutely futile now.
'What? It's not harming–?' Jotham thought.
Before he could figure out the strange phenomena, he was intercepted by a flash erupting against him. Sirius rocketed straight up, pushing against him as a rising thunderbolt that left Jotham no choice but to be carried along.
Jotham could do nothing but struggle as the sheer force drove upward, carrying him through the dense, moist clouds. It was difficult to breathe; no, inhaling any oxygen was an impossible feat as the ascending god pressed his fist against his sternum.
"Grrrh!--" Jotham struggled for a breath.
The rapid rise came to an end as Sirius pushed him off his fist, bringing them both at the summit of the shattering world, overlooked by the shade of the cosmos.
"You want to play as a god, do you?" Sirius challenged with an excited tone, exuding a thrilling voltage. "--Let me show you what that really looks like, then!"
What was born from the surging confidence of the God of Heroes was a conjuration made of magenta light; a knight in the sky, taller than the greatest of giants, wielding an ethereal blade that dragged through the clouds like mere puffs of smoke.
It mimicked the movements of Sirius, who piloted the colossal construct with a swipe of his hand:
[The Blade of The Sky]
"Don't attack it!" Finn shouted.
–It was too late as the dual wielder cut the right hand of the green-skinned monster off easily, though it only spurred an ear-to-ear grin from the fiend. From the hand that was sliced off, the flesh bubbled and extended, sprouting another goblin from the amputated body part.
Just like that, another had entered the battlefield–
[BOSS Identified: "Goblin"] [Level: 76]
It was an increasingly worrisome foe as the number became increasingly more overwhelming. As one of the goblin copies pressed him with wild strikes, the best he could do in response was deliver a kick to the short fiend's chest–
"Bruuah!--" The goblin spat out, being knocked back before flipping around onto its feet.
It was quick to immediately lunge at him with rapid swings of its blade. He sidestepped it, only to find the goblin jumping up as it snapped its teeth for his neck.
The jaws came close, though he leaned away, responding with a quick kick, only for the goblin to duck beneath.
A quick slash of its blade forced the assassin to flip back, avoiding the smiling fiend's weapon.
'It's a real pain in the ass. Not only is it virtually unkillable, it's way too aggressive. I'd like to focus on Sirius, but this thing won't let me,' Finn thought.
For the others, it was proving just as troublesome—
A man of golden-brown skin and wild, dark hair waved his flaming sword around to deter the wild goblin that came at him, though it hardly helped.
"I'd like to take this thing's head off, right about now!" Paolo complained.
[Name: Paolo] [Designated Class: Spellblade] [Level: 42]
Shooting off arrows to keep one goblin at bay, the hectic archer called out, "Don't think about it! I'm not dealing with anymore of these things—!"
[Name: Orion] [Designated Class: Archer] [Level: 43]
It was becoming a clear issue to Finn that the stress of the goblins might force others to attack, even if they know it's a bad choice. Once again, the sky trembled as the fractures etched into it stretched further–the time left for the world was expiring further.
Amidst Finn's game of evasion with the goblin, he witnessed a bolt of magenta lightning crash in the near distance, finding Sirius returning to the glass structure. With the limited time on his mind, the assassin delivered a kick to the unkillable goblin to move it out of the way, immediately stepping towards the God of Heroes.
However, somebody else confronted Sirius before he could reach him–
"Yo! Are you done playing chicken in the sky and ready to fight like a man?"