The impact of My Sister's form rang through Me like a bell. I knew the battle was not complete, I knew She had more to come, but the look in My Brother's eyes would have stopped even Me in My tracks.

I could see the Villagers reel from the blow as well. The connection was strong, as I had intended. Perhaps it was too strong. What if He landed a blow of sufficient strength? They would surely be torn to pieces.

No, I will ensure they are protected. We must risk all if victory is to be had, and I could see the glimmer of defiance within each eye that looked to Me for support.

Will bolstered by the strength of so many, My eyes turn to the battle once more.

~

Hailstorms sweep across the Mhojave Desert, the Realm of the Cataclysm roiling and churning with abandon.

Liquid magma spews from Anachai's volcanic mountains, roused to calamitous eruption as the Great Wrath emerges from within the crucible, Her naked form aglow with Divinity unfathomable.

Howling winds accompany Artemis, Her frame blurring into an impossible speed as She advances on the Wildfather, Her Scourge meeting claw blow for blow as Divine motion denies each God a decisive strike.

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I knew it was not enough. I could see Her limits quickly approaching, and He was simply more than before. Less in many ways, but never in the Hunt.

She needed more, from Me and them. I will give Her Myself and through Me will they do the same.

~

Wisps of verdant energy rise and coalesce above the split yew.

Eyes flashing with the unknowable consternation of Divinity, the Earthmother extends a palm and a stream of bright green light erupts.

Streaks of lightning rip across the firmament, orbiting a pillar of viridian energy above the Village of Eleusis.

An emerald flash blankets the skies of Anachai as mortal and Divine energies meld and converge upon the Great Wrath.

Suffused by the blessing of Nature, the shroud surrounding Artemis surges with renewed intensity as She drives Her spear at the Beast God's neck.

The Hunter snarls in rage as the Huntress lunges, His arms raised to guard His face and neck. Artemis feints and abruptly changes course, bringing spear and foot to crash as tremendous thunder into the Beast God's sternum, the sheer force of the blow hurling Him into distant oceans.

The Realm of the Sea surges beneath the Presence of Elder Divinity infused, Authority unknown since the days of Caspian wrenching free from constraint.

Oceans surge free from the flesh of the Primordial Beast, His mien growing more horrific with each passing moment as innumerable fathoms of water evaporate into nothingness and the Realm of Artemis once more suffers His ancient challenge.

Wailing death rampages across Anachaine jungle, volcanic eruption a call to war in the renewed clash of Huntress and Beast.

Staggering free from the terrible, vicious struggle, Artemis reels back from the horrific onslaught of Divinity unchained, each sweep of the Wildfather's claws raking open weeping rents in Anachaine air.

Her form swelling into immensity, the Goddess of the Cataclysm reaches into the heavens with both hands as She dismisses Her Scourge.

Closing about twin stars of Anachai's firmament, the blinding brilliance of empyrean splendour bleeds freely from Her hands as She brings both down and around, each grasped star a galactic body become supernovae impacting upon the advance of the swelling Wildfather.

The planar fabric of Anachai shudders, the planet tearing itself apart as fissures shatter continental plates to rend free entire shards of the world from their brethren.

Glowing lines of entwined Divinity flash but briefly into view, a revelatory splendour upon both planet and plane as the Realm of Artemis becomes the anvil beneath Cataclysm's hammer.

A plaintive howl ripples through mind, body, and soul of all who live within Creation's dominion as the Wildfather staggers back, unfathomable energies of Realm and Divinity splintering into reality still only half-seen before the Great Wrath's monumental assault.

Artemis, the Great Wrath shouts, "Did You think I had not prepared My home for this?"

Artemis, the Great Wrath shouts, "For Your rampage?"

Artemis, the Great Wrath shouts, "I said You would have Your Hunt, Lupus."

Artemis, the Great Wrath shouts, "You have had it."

Artemis, the Great Wrath shouts, "Now come to Your senses before I beat them into You."

[To be continued...]

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Summary: The battle between Lupus and Artemis continues. Worrying at Her fate, the Earthmother instructs the Village of Eleusis to send Her more energy, as the Great Wrath utilises the terrain of Anachai to Her advantage.

Penned by My hand on the 19th of Mayan, in the year 844 AF.