Zero and Mephisto

The rage that had been unveiled had sparked outrage amongst the denizens of Babels Tower. The New Gods were not just appalled; their faces twisted in a mix of shock and horror at the news of the Upper Moon's interference. They were utterly aghast by the one called Altair Blackwood and the slaughter he brought. Far across the First Floor, infernal lightning reigned supreme like the hands of a furious god, smiting the land into wasteland. 

Magma flared skyward, only to burn to vaper following the bolt that shrieked across the skies, unable to allow even the most basic of elements to exist. 

Such a sight left even the cruelest gods amused. It had been clear that Altair and his people didn't have the power to uproot the first realm, but they were doing it brick by brick. Altair Blackwood, with his overwhelming power, was scorching the elements as though they were the earth. It was a sight to behold and admire, at least to the Demons and Devils of the Myriad Heavens.