Vilgax poisoned by Spiral Energy

He looked like he'd been through his own violence. Vilgax was unnaturally weathered, and swollen. His skin had thickened. They could see the muscles shifting and rearranging underneath, the way he fluctuated and altered. He wasn't solidified yet. Something was wrong with him.

They didn't realize that his exposure to Spiral Energy had poisoned him. This was Vilgax. The omega, the end-of-it-all, the stop at the close of the sentence. He was fundamentally incompatible with change, and he had been irradiated by a supernova's worth of condensed physically-actualized change. It probably wasn't reacting well with the genetic mutation device on his wrist, either. His whole genetic code was hesitant and inconclusive now.

That was not to say that Vilgax was weak. This had only dragged him down from the realm of the gods. He was still superior to the three of them. That wasn't in question.

It had only put in doubt whether they could defeat him at all. If it was possible for any chance to exist of victory, a chance to end the eternal reign of Vilgax, it could only be here in this moment when he was at his lowest.

- Round 5