Graveyard of The Slayer
Korah gasped, jumping away from Alcott as he was startled by the attack. "What are you saying? I've never heard of such a thing."
Alcott rushed after, "I'd expect no more from a lesser god." He then lifted a fist up, "You two recover, I'll handle this." Clenching his fists on his sword, Alcott chased Korah light lightning, swinging left and right like a raging tempest, anything that got in the way was diced like vegetables.
"At least those two were dragons…" Korah laughed as his arm regenerated. "You're a mere human, what could you do against a god?" He stopped running and charged forth.
As Alcott swung at him, Korah deflected the slashes with his bare hands, "Instead of using my divine magic to engulf and empower my arm, I'll instead leave inside, to make more stronger and faster from the inside out. As long as your weird power doesn't reach it, you're as weak as a human."