Not yet. Not yet, damn it.
God Raashim screamed in his heart.
Even without his God Origin, he wasn't finished.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment. The space around him shivered as he drew in the highest caliber of ambient mana. He didn't chant a spell. He didn't call upon an element. He didn't even raise his hand.
He simply thought.
One word.
Push.
That was all.
It was intent-based magic in its purest form—beyond S-Rank, beyond form and function. A raw command from the mind of a freshly former god.
His intent: to push Eren away with so much force that it would kill him instantly.
There was nothing Eren could do. No shield would work. No Skill could counter it. Even Thalisa couldn't help—she was too busy securing the stolen God Origin. As such, she secured the God Origin with both her hands and quickly distanced herself from the altar.
The blast of divine will raced toward Eren. But someone else moved first.
Reen. She didn't hesitate. She didn't speak.
