Sublime

Meanwhile every petty and useless god would go on sucking down the bright air until the stars went dark.

She appeared in the middle of a war on the deck of Redmoon Hall, a Netherworld of flashing blood madra. Shadows roared in the shape of monsters, slamming into one another as half-liquid nightmare creatures. Crimson aura blazed everywhere. Above it all, the

viridescent

acerbic