The battlefield changed again.
The countless Goruns that had been advancing toward us suddenly stopped, and their Soul Force began flowing outward once more. This time, however, it did not gather around individual warriors or form another army of projections. The energy spread across the entire battlefield as a single overwhelming tide, rolling outward from the Gorun ranks and swallowing everything in its path.
A Domain.
No single Saint could possibly have produced an aura of this magnitude. The Goruns were combining the domains of millions of soldiers and their Saint commanders, merging their individual authorities into one enormous battlefield domain.
The pressure arrived like an ocean crashing against the world, causing space itself to groan beneath its weight. Even the Saints among us were forced to reinforce their bodies with Soul Force simply to remain standing.
Above the endless army, the combined energy began taking shape.
