Meanwhile—
The battle between Ethan and Vaedoroth had spiraled completely out of control.
THOOM.
THOOM.
THOOM.
Their clashing power spiraled into twin vortexes, two storms colliding and devouring everything around them. Every trace of slaughter energy in the air was sucked into the maelstrom.
Even the pale white core that had once floated above them—Vaedoroth's source—was torn apart, unraveled by the chaos, and finally vanished.
The pressure kept building.
Until the space itself gave out.
BOOOOM—!!!
The cavern walls crumbled like dry sand.
Black-hole-like fissures tore through the air, spreading fast.
Ethan and Vaedoroth were forced to abandon the collapsing chamber, bursting out into the open—
Landing atop the narrow stone bridge.
But the bridge—
Was gone.
Swallowed entirely by the rising tide of violet magma.
There was no solid ground left beneath them.
And worse—
The aura rising from that magma clashed violently with Vaedoroth's own.
ROOOAAARR—!!
