The blade of the scythe released a power toxic gas, but before it could spread around, Tellus conjured a prison of Aetherium on all sides like a sphere, imprisoning him inside in order to protect the others from that miasma of death energy, which would kill anyone who breathes it.
Tellus then slowly controlled the spherical Aetherium prison and made it slowly float in the air.
No one knows what was happening inside but it was completely silent for the spectators.
Tellus nodded with a smile, mumbling, "unless you have any primordial force, you won't be able to escape this prison, mister Apostle. For now, you can stay there and reflect on your actions. Well, I have enough action on the day I'm born. It is time for me to go back to sleep and leave the rest in master's hands."
Tellus' eyes closed momentarily, followed by a blinding flash of light and the appearance of Azzy, the lightning wolf, and the scythe in his hands.