Chapter 100: Crisis Averted, Jefferson Worried

In a blink, the wraith snapped its head up and swept the horizons. The instant that voice rang out, it flinched. Across the shattered sky, Roger sat upon a throne, fingers flying as he formed seals. In an instant, as three bolts of Divine Thunder were about to plunge into the monster's maw, the Sealing Array that the creature had nearly torn apart solidified with a jolt. The next heartbeat, a tyrannical sealing force flooded the array, brazen and absolute, stripping away every shred of power from...