You stand on a jagged precipice floating above a void of chaos—half the sky scorched in searing light, the other swallowed by infinite shadow. In the heart of the swirling storm, Galeem and Dharkon wage war, their hatred for each other radiating like the sun and stormclouds crashing together.

Galeem screeches, wings of golden energy flaring as he fires a spiraling lance of holy light toward Dharkon. It burns through the sky like a comet—but Dharkon slithers to the side, and the beam screams past him.

Straight toward you.

Your instincts barely save you. You dive behind a floating chunk of debris as the beam smashes into the platform, shattering stone and throwing you like a ragdoll. The heat from it still sears across your arm.

Before you can catch your breath, Dharkon retaliates. A cluster of writhing shadow-tentacles lashes outward, tearing toward Galeem—but they spiral out of control, one thick tendril slicing through the platform beneath your feet. You fall—only to land hard on a lower ledge as debris rains down around you.

The God of Light And God of darkness continue their fight, seemingly indifferent to your presence. Or… perhaps not.

For a brief moment, both Galeem and Dharkon pause. Their monstrous gazes shift toward you—one glowing with celestial fire, the other pulsing with abyssal hate.

You're not just a bystander anymore.

Galeem fires a scatterburst of blinding light that forces you to shield your eyes, while Dharkon follows with a volley of razor-edged shadows that whip past your head, cutting through space itself. Whether you're a threat or just in the way, both entities now seem intent on You