C1353 Parting Island(2)

The black venom ate away at the sacred shield, but the staff, aglow with a myriad of starlight, conjured a barrier that held fast against the poison's assault.

He reached out with a hand, a sanctified hand, a hand imbued with boundless might, radiating an essence of both creation and destruction. This was the Hand of Creation and the Hand of Destruction.

"Those who defy our Lord shall perish