"Second match begins!" Hermes declared, his voice echoing through the divine coliseum.
As if the words unlocked a cage, Hades erupted into madness.
With a guttural roar, he slammed his black bident into the arena floor. The earth split open in a wide ring around the edges, spewing darkness. From that abyss rose a hundred coffins—arranged like the petals of a flower, each creaking open with a haunting groan.
Out stepped horrors. Grotesque knights clad in shattered armor with glowing eyes. Rotting beasts stitched together with shadow. Skeletal mages clutching bone-carved staves dripping with cursed ichor. Though not magus-realm like the ones before, each undead pulsed with Sky Realm power—all of them stood in a realm above Gwen.
Hades thrust a finger toward her, his eyes alight with bloodlust.
"Tear her apart!"
A wave of twisted creatures surged toward the Britannia Queen.
