The fissures in space appeared unexpectedly. At least Michael didn't expect them. However, the God Curses seemed to have expected them. No, they had called for them. They used their Divinities, consuming a massive amount of Essence alongside two of the dead planets – which Michael noticed were missing only now – to call for help.
'The Beastial Galaxies!' Michael exclaimed.
[Somewhat like that. The Beastial Galaxies are not enough to deal with a Primal. We needed more than a few old Beast Gods. Your Beast Halos are fairly useful. We could channel our Essences through them to verify the genuinety of our existence and showed them some memories of your fight.] Hal said.