The three goddesses leapt out of the crater the falling moons had created and saw that the explosion had destroyed the house, though their friends had been thrown onto the dunes of the great desert, still unconscious. Fortunately, they had only been struck by the shockwave, so their injuries were not too severe.
“My house has been reduced to rubble,” Ana said sadly.
“Though you ought to be glad that our friends are still alive despite such overwhelming power,” Tania added.
“It is almost as if Coyote is only interested in us, otherwise he would have harmed our friends much more seriously,” Epona said.
"Such power would have easily destroyed this world, but it only did negligible damage within this desert," added the frustrated Epona. "That son of a bitch is toying with us."
Coyote still stood in the very place where he had summoned the ten gigantic moons. The three goddesses raised their power to its maximum once more.
Tania returned to her manticore transformation, and Epona to her transformation as the goddess of death. Ana, meanwhile, made Excalibur shine with immense intensity as the two wings appeared once more on her back.
“Thank you for your patience, Coyote, but here we are again,” Tania said, staring at the enormous and monstrous god with a look full of sarcasm.
“This time we really are going to pull Loki out of your stomach!” Ana shouted, pointing her great sword at the evil god.
“Prepare yourself for the power of the three of us!” Epona cried, and the three goddesses hurled themselves at Coyote once more.
Ana created a clone of herself out of dark matter, and in its two hands it held the sword Gram. When the goddess reached the mouth in Coyote’s stomach again, she struck it with all the power she had, shouting:
“Sgàile agus solas X-chros (X-shaped Cross of Light and Shadow)!”
Just behind her, her clone brought Gram down with equal force, drawing a cross of light and shadow across the evil god’s stomach. Coyote groaned and staggered backward from the impact.
“Ana has marked the point where we must strike!” Tania shouted as she tried to create water within her flaming claws, causing them to fill with steam.
Then the Punic goddess struck the point Ana had attacked hundreds of times, shouting:
“Rashp Sapán (Silver Claw)!”
Coyote howled in pain, and at that moment a huge crack opened in the mouth of the demon’s stomach, through which Loki’s feet could be seen.
“The finishing blow shall be mine!” Epona cried furiously as she made her scythe grow to gigantic size.
“Menman selgheth (Soul Hunter)!” the goddess shouted as she split Coyote apart with her weapon at the very point Ana had struck. Coyote’s body divided in two, and at the same time Epona used the force of her attack to pull Loki out from the grotesque being’s stomach.
Epona hurled Loki to the ground near where their friends had fallen, but she herself had been drained of all strength. The equine goddess collapsed face down upon the sands of the great desert, losing her transformation once more.
“It worked!” Ana said excitedly as she saw Loki lying naked and covered in dark acid from having spent so long in the creature’s stomach. The god was still unconscious.
And yet, when the three goddesses turned back toward Coyote, he looked exactly as he had when he first appeared. The wound the three goddesses had inflicted on him had vanished, and his divine power remained just as immense as before.
“I merely wished to see whether you were capable of pulling him out of my stomach, so I congratulate you. Excellent teamwork in combining your elements. Huhuhuhuhu,” the monstrous god said in his terrifying voice.
“That bastard... he’s still mocking us,” Ana muttered, almost out of strength, leaning on Excalibur, which had been driven into the sand.
“I can’t go on... I’m already dead,” Epona murmured.
Tania stepped over to Loki and touched the back of his neck.
“The bastard is still alive, but we have to get him away from here,” she said.
Using Excalibur like a staff, Ana kicked Loki over toward the rest of their companions.
“At least now he’ll be safe,” she said.
Ana and Tania turned to face Coyote, while Epona remained on the ground, utterly exhausted.
“I think it’s time to drink the ambrosia mixed with that chocolatl Tul prepared,” Ana said.
“That would not be wise,” Tania replied, biting her lip. “If we still haven’t dealt him even a drop of damage, using it will only leave us in the same condition again.”
“And what about Tul’s energy mixtures?” Epona asked.
“Even so, they will only prolong our deaths,” Tania replied pessimistically.
“But if we do nothing, he’ll defeat us anyway,” Ana snapped irritably, nearly collapsing to the ground as she lost her balance while leaning on her sword.
“It’s better to try everything before giving up,” Epona added.
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Tania then made three bottles appear. They were Tul's energy drinks.
“Go ahead, take them. I only have these three left, which I kept for an emergency,” the goddess said, handing two of them to the other goddesses.
Ana and Epona quickly opened the bottles and drank the contents. It tasted horrible, but it was effective enough to restore a little of their energy, allowing both to stand again at the height of their power.
Coyote then raised his arms in indifference.
“Have you finished chattering? Are you ready to fight again? Huhuhuhuhuh,” he said.
“Damned bastard, he’s still making fun of us,” Tania said furiously, draining the last of the energy drink.
“No, this time I shall begin attacking as well. Huhuhuhu,” Coyote replied, and then said:
“Áłtsé Hashké (First Angry).”
From the ground, gigantic dark blades began to emerge, marked with white and red lines, and with painted eyes that seemed full of hatred.
The goddesses evaded the assault of the giant blades, but then Coyote stretched out his grotesque claws and struck at them. Epona and Ana cut off the monstrous god’s two arms, while Tania shouted:
“Galad esh resh (Fire Sphere number 500)!”
Charging a gigantic sphere of fire, she hurled it at Coyote, triggering a tremendous explosion.
Ana flew above Coyote and shouted:
“Súil Balor (Balor's Eye)!”
At last, the illusion of the giant appeared behind the goddess, while with Excalibur she struck the monster’s right shoulder with a crimson thrust that emanated from the titan’s eye.
From his horns, Coyote created several dark blades marked with grotesque coyote faces painted in black, white, and red. But before they could impale Ana, Epona appeared and cut them apart with her scythe.
“Ana! Let’s do the joint attack!” Epona shouted to the goddess still in the air. The Irish goddess nodded.
Then Epona cried out with all her strength:
“Bíthu’éithra ép (Horse of Death)!”
The equine goddess summoned her yellowish horse, but it raced toward Ana as though descending from the sky.
“I understand now, Epona,” Ana said, and then mounted it and hurled herself toward Coyote’s head, pouring all her power into her sword.
“Ana, use this too!” Tania shouted, hurling another gigantic sphere of fire toward the goddess, and the horse she rode caught it, bursting into flames.
“Thank you, Tania!” Ana shouted, and just as she reached the head of the gigantic beast, the horse of fire turned into energy that was absorbed into Ana’s sword. At that moment, the Irish goddess cried out:
“Bantiarna an Locha (Lady of the Lake)!”
Behind Ana appeared a gigantic and beautiful blonde woman wearing a singular blue dress. The enormous woman placed her hands upon the blade of Excalibur, conjuring a sphere of energy within them that flowed from the powerful sword.
Then, as though she were swinging a hammer, the woman’s hands came down in rhythm with Ana’s blade, and Excalibur unleashed a vast column of many-colored energy, like a surging sea-torrent, formed of sacred power, dark power, fire, water, death, and green energy. That force struck the monstrous being and split him in two, just as Ana landed upon the dunes of the great desert.
Then Coyote’s two halves crashed into the desert as though they were clumps of dark matter, sinking into the dunes. Ana stood there, her face full of anger, breathing heavily.
The other two goddesses gathered beside the Irish goddess as they watched Coyote’s body break apart.
“This time we really wounded him,” Epona said excitedly.
But at that moment, the dark blades began rising once again out of the desert sands. The goddesses took flight to avoid them. Yet while in the air, they saw all the sand where Coyote’s body had fallen beginning to take shape, this time into a gigantic coyote—but once again made only of dark matter.
“That thing reminds me of Fenrir,” Ana said upon seeing Coyote’s new form.
Its eyes were white with red streaks, but its teeth were made of three rows of fangs, and its expression was utterly grotesque, as though it were smiling.
“I hate to say it, but his divine power has increased to a monstrous degree, and I don’t feel we’ve harmed his ichor at all,” Tania said grimly.
“You’re joking, right? After that combined attack?” Epona cried, her face full of uncertainty.
Then the goddesses looked up at the sky and once again saw the gigantic moons above them.
“No, I’m not joking,” Tania said pessimistically. “And this time it will be ten times stronger.”
The gigantic moons fell upon the three goddesses, and all three unleashed their greatest powers against those satellites, yet still could do nothing to them. They crashed down upon them, and once again an atomic explosion destroyed whatever remained of the desert landscape around them.
In a new crater full of magma, the three goddesses lay nearly unconscious, their totemas shattered. But this time Coyote did not give them any chance to recover. The god leaned down through the great opening created by the impact. At his sides, he summoned two big horned serpents made of darkness, which descended into the crater and coiled around the bodies of the three goddesses, lifting them upright and exposing the suffering deities before Coyote’s eyes.
“You possess potential, but you are still a few hundred thousand years beneath my level. Huhuhuhu,” Coyote said, watching as the goddesses began to suffer, their bones breaking under the constriction of the grotesque serpents with horns and red eyes.
At that moment, as the three struggled against the serpents, a light began to shine from within their chests. It was a pure white light.
“You... possess the power of Tawa within your beings... How fascinating! Huhuhuhu,” Coyote said excitedly. And yet even so, the goddesses could not break free, and began to lose consciousness.
“Although the power is exceedingly faint and weak. These three have achieved the necessary conditions for the power of Tawa, the creator of the universe, to begin emerging. Huhuhuhu,” Coyote went on, staring at the three goddesses with intense interest.
Then the two serpents hurled the three goddesses down at the feet of the grotesque creature, who now studied them more closely. Only Tania still retained a little consciousness, but both Ana and Epona had already fallen unconscious.
“Tell me, girl, how did you obtain the blessing of the universe within your bodies?” Coyote asked, intrigued.
“I... don’t... know... what you mean,” Tania answered, every bone in her body broken and with no ichor left to recover.
“Huhuhuhu. This is incredible. The power of Tawa inside goddesses from another continent. Not even the useless gods of this region have managed to awaken such a thing,” Coyote said excitedly, gazing with sadistic delight into Tania’s face.
“Now I am eager to see how strong you may truly become. Huhuhu,” Coyote said as he began crushing Tania beneath his paw.
Tania screamed in agony while Coyote continued torturing her.
“Do you truly believe that such a faint trace of Tawa’s power could do anything to me? Huhuhuhu,” Coyote said. But at that moment, despite her broken bones, Tania raised Coyote’s paw with her arms, while the light within her heart began to shine red.
“Her bones are broken, and yet she can still move her arms. Remarkable! Huhuhuhu,” Coyote said, increasing the pressure until he broke Tania’s newly healed arms again and crushed her once more.
Then Epona and Ana drove their weapons through Coyote’s paw. All three had broken totemas, yet they continued fighting despite their wounds. Ana’s chest shone with a dark light, while Epona’s glowed green.
“And even now, with no hope of victory, you still continue to resist me. This is astonishing. I adore such strength of will! Huhuhuhu,” Coyote said, then with his paw flung the three goddesses to the far side of the crater created by the ten moons.
“Very well, I shall give you one more chance. Heal yourselves with that substance you call ambrosia, and face me again,” Coyote shouted with a sadistic gleam in his eyes. “I wish to destroy your bodies while that power of Tawa yet shines within your hearts!”