As Mary stood in the midst of the battle, her eyes blazed with an otherworldly light.Her once serene countenance now twisted with determination as she tapped into her newfound powers, drawing energy from the nuns around her.The air crackled with electricity as she channeled the energy, her hair standing on end and her robes billowing around her.John being the skilled marksman that he is, took aim at the nuns with his trusty revolver.He knew that stopping her from drawing power was crucial to turning the tide of the battle.He fired bullet after bullet, each one expertly aimed at the demonic nuns surrounding Mary.The bullets found their mark, disrupting Mary's concentration and causing her to falter in her power gathering.Robert joined John in the effort to disrupt Mary's power source.He shot his revolver with a fierce determination, injuring any nun who dared to get close to Mary.John's revolver gleamed in the dim light of the battlefield, a beacon of hope for his comrades as

The two gods were evenly matched, and their attacks and counters were so swift that it was difficult to keep track of them. Marduk continued to summon spears of light, while Crone unleashed her tentacles and shadow blades in quick succession. The air was thick with the sound of clashing weapons and explosive energy. As the fight continued, Marduk was becoming increasingly fatigued, and his attacks were starting to become weaker. Crone, on the other hand, seemed to be gaining strength with each passing moment. If Marduk didn't finish this soon, he would be in serious trouble. Marduk seemed to sense this as well, and he suddenly changed his tactics. Instead of summoning more spears of light, he began to focus his energy into a single, massive blast. The air crackled with energy as Marduk gathered his power, and Crone watched him warily. With a sudden burst of speed, Crone launched herself at Marduk, her tentacles and shadow blades striking out with deadly precision. Marduk dodge

With precision, Kline grabbed anything he could find to use as makeshift bandages and medicine.He assessed John and Robert's injuries carefully, knowing that every second counted.He was no healer, but he knew the basics of first aid and how to keep a wound clean.Robert's injury was the most severe, and Kline knew that if they didn't act fast, it could get infected and turn into something far worse.He quickly applied pressure to the wound and did his best to remove any ice shards that were still embedded in Robert's face.Meanwhile, John's leg wound was stabilized, but Kline knew that they needed to find a place to rest and recover before they could even think of escaping."John, you know our situation," Kline said, looking at him seriously."We won't be able to escape as we are now. We need to lay low in one of the destroyed buildings until we recover some energy for escaping. We'll grab Robert and hope his situation doesn't worsen."John nodded in agreement, his face grim. They w

The passage of time had healed some of the wounds inflicted by the heretics, but the scars remained, both in the physical destruction of the city and in the emotional trauma of those who had witnessed the battle.Despite this, life had gone on in Nodnol, as it always does. The Order had vanished from the city, leaving behind a void that was slowly being filled by other factions vying for power.The city's skyline had changed dramatically in the year since the battle. Tall, imposing structures now loomed over the city, casting long shadows that stretched across the streets below.The bustling sounds of industry and commerce could be heard everywhere, as the factories churned out their products and the markets overflowed with goods from all over the world.Despite the changes, some things remained the same. Kline had remained in the city, continuing his training as an ascendant, determined to reach the path of the demigods and transcend his mortal limits.Eugene had stayed as well, alwa