Amgarrack's presence washed over the Underworld like a wave. The old gods, enraged and corrupted beyond themselves, were hit with a force of peace, washing out the dark influences. A burst of confidence and renewed energy swept through the Merged's fighters, wiping away the toil of battle and reinforcing the abilities of the gods. The Underworld, the darkest realm of Earth's pantheons, was bathed in radiant light.

Amgarrack hovered serenely over the battlefield of immortals, his form bright and glowing with something that was just... good. But then the light tinted darkly, and the visage of peace became one of anger. [color=00a99d]"You have cost us much, vile wretch, for you there is only one future! Embrace the end!"[/color] The disconnected pieces of Amgarrack's body swirled dangerously, the sharp edges rotating into a sphere, spinning through the air like a bladed ball of death. Using it's body as a weapon, Amgarrack punched through Zeltrax's body like a spiky cannonball, tearing the god apart in a shower of gore.

The disconnected triangular pieces that made up the alien god's body flew apart and speared the many pieces of Zeltrax's corpse, and then promptly self destructed, leaving not but crystallized dust shimmering ashes, plunging the Underworld into darkness once more.