Clash of the Wolves
Supercharging himself, Chris had used the power of his Qi, the power in his werewolf body, and the power in his hands to strike down on the giant ship. The ship which he was unable to make a scratch on the outside before, the ship that was built to go against the powerful celestials that ruled.
With a swing of both of his arms, a large power was unleashed and a thunderous roar exploded with the swing of his arms as he sliced right through the ship. The claw marks had gone right through the top deck, breaking right through until it slashed the centre.
The two halves had broken, and the weight of each side was being lifted in the air, as everyone was now falling to the ground below.
The werewolves were desprealty clawing at the air as they fell to the ground, while some had been struck in the air by the Divine beings before they even fell to the ground.