[center][h2][color=2d567c]Stjerne[/color] and [color=747880]Zencrux[/color]: Divine Intervention[/h2][/center]

Stjerne whipped out Aetherius, tossing it forward to the table where it rapidly expanded to show them Maybell, Oregon. Zencrux closed his eyes, a sudden storm overtaking the view outside, between his storms and Stjerne's celestial power, few could get past this kind of defense, especially as the light of day waned, allowing Stjerne's stars to peek through. Aetherius seemed to shimmer, a golden hue covering it's surface as it sealed off it's rift, so that nothing would be able to traverse it. All still present at the penthouse would remember the night Stjerne and Zencrux joined forces. While they were an unlikely duo, they were a powerful force to be reckoned with. Stjerne's eyes glowed as all around Maybell, an Aurora formed. It flicked through the town swiftly, with each pass it pulled out civilians caught in the crossfire. Stjerne knew this was pushing his current limits, as he had yet to get enough power to call upon the true powers of his stars. Any injured civilian was taken to the hospitals Stjerne helped fund, getting them patched up and looked after, their friends and family taken there too, as not to worry. Stjerne's nose and ears bled with the effort he expended. [color=2d567c]"If this only happened a few hours later..."[/color] Zencrux, on the other hand, worked to aid in the other gods' defense, creating lightning strikes on some of the choppers. He sees the bullets they use and swears. [color=747889]"That bastard is definitely behind this... Luckily magic hasn't fully seeped back in yet so they don't have the full strength to bear... but it's a double edged sword... We can't pull anyone to the Hall...'[/color]