THE Queen Regnant did not give Batiatus the chance to show what he was made of.
That was the lesson woven into what came next. Batiatus was no small being. He had stood among the personages around her throne, which meant he exceeded the Mesozoic Scale, which meant he carried a Pantheon of his own and a dimension of his own and power enough to be counted among the grandest in the hall. He flared with that power now, desperate and immense, reaching to raise whatever defense an exposed Follower could muster.
He never got to raise it.
Because THE Queen Regnant displayed her Pantheon, and a Pantheon was not a thing you defended against. It was a thing that decided whether you were permitted to exist in its presence at all!
WAA!
