Palm
The Void Race descended on the Nomads. It was such a lopsided affair that it could hardly be called a war. Even hundreds of Nomads weren't a match for a single Void Race member, so how could these worlds match up to such a large number of them?
The world that had challenged him to Challenge Sequence, the very same one being puppeted by Flaura, found themselves being burnt to the ground, unable to withstand the change.
They had just been "fighting" against Invalids, or more accurately, pretending to do so, but now they were being crushed.
And the reason for all of this hadn't even shown himself. Leonel just sat in the Segmented Cube in silent meditation, letting Shan'Rae handle it all by herself.
There was no way that he could control an army of so many Gods on his own. Getting Shan'Rae alone was difficult enough.