205 Divine (8)

[5 seconds before Lars' arrival]

The battle between two massive figures was reaching its climax.

The corrupted treant had remoulded itself into the shape of the purple armour-clad woman, accurately depicting her visage, body shape and contours even to the bulging mounds of her chest and buttocks – albeit, magnified in size to fit a 50 metre tall giant.

The purple armour looked heavy and tough with a metallic sheen despite being formed from the Terra Root's wooden bark. Purple feathers floated around her like illusions while solid black chains could be seen to be wrapped around her body at a short distance, brimming with power to support her attacks. These were the manifestation of her powers of laws, her personal derivations of the laws of distortion and darkness respectively.

These powers were concentrated onto a sword and shield held in her arms which she wielded fiercely, clearly exceptionally skilled.