Revisiting the goddess allicance II
Sato extended his hand towards the heavens, a conduit for his power. As if responding to his command, the dark mist that had surrounded the giant statues began to recede, swirling back towards him with an almost obedient grace.
Closing his palm, Sato encapsulated the mist within his grasp, its ethereal essence melding with his own. The atmosphere quivered with anticipation, as if the very fabric of reality recognized the weakening of the magical seal.
<<The magic seal has weakened, making it possible to break the main with brute force,>> Aril's voice echoed in Sato's mind, its tone laced with a sense of accomplishment.
"Good," Sato murmured to himself, a spark of satisfaction glimmering in his eyes. "This is actually easier than I expected."
Floating gracefully through the air, Sato moved closer to the statue on his left, his gaze fixed upon it with unwavering determination.