Creating a weapon out of vapour whilst maintaining and feeding more energy into the divine manifestation of Watchful Undeviginti was far from being simple or easy, but somehow, Ny-Hor had managed to and successfully caused the solar spell to detonate, engulfing a wide area in a destructive force, which included both him and his opponent, but of course, he himself was immune to the effects of his own inner vapour, if anything, having the energy was over him was refreshing.
'To think that something other than a solar beast could require more than a single divine manifestation to defeat… What sort of monster was this Ir'Houwl? And how can such a creature refer to itself as a minor lord to an empire? She's powerful enough to fight both me and Khasekhemwy at the same time… Even being able to kill him… There is nothing minor about that!' Ny-Hor caught his breath, the soft pink shine of Illusory Undeviginti illuminating the desert for him.
