The golden chains dissolved completely as our unified power swept through the great hall like a tidal wave of liquid starlight. But instead of retreating, the Arbiters' forms began to solidify, their shifting appearances locking into more concrete shapes as ancient fury replaced cosmic indifference.
"You dare defy the fundamental laws that govern reality itself?" The first Arbiter's voice now carried the weight of collapsing stars, and her form had crystallized into something resembling a warrior queen made of compressed galaxies. "Three millennia of careful balance, destroyed by creatures who mistake sentiment for wisdom."
*They're getting really angry now,* Stella observed, her small hand gripping mine tightly as she watched the Arbiters transform. *Their magic is getting pointy and me
