"My family," Donelvo spoke and commanded authority, "we have waited for this moment for a long time. The time has come to execute our plan and reshape the Afterlife in our image."
Evangeline, Jovian, Kalan, and Thundara stood poised, ready to follow their father's lead. Their gazes were cold. The impending conflict loomed like a storm on the horizon.
The Supreme Gel tried to speak out, but before she could form the words, a wave of divine energy surged through the air, dispersing the tension like a gust of wind.
"Shut up!"
The voice that echoed through the space was not one of aggression or defiance. It was Celestia. She locked onto Donelvo with unwavering resolve."We won't let you do this. We won't let you hurt the Supreme Gel or any of us."
After Celestia's words were said, the other Guardians stepped forward with conviction matching hers. Even Astrea, the youngest Angel joined the ranks.