Arceus’ neck jerked downward with the shots. And just as it did, the Secretary of Homeland Security burst from the thicket. He held his arm aloft, muscles taut.

“Die!” Garou whipped his arm and chopped Arceus in the throat. Blood spurted from its open wounds.

Arceus’ voice was hoarse and wet. “H-how did— I separated you—”

- Ragnarust Round 1