Hebdo could barely see the silhouette under the intense light, as Selyu leapt off the Iron Armor ship in front of him, lunging towards the falling Black Angel.
He reached out his hand, trying to catch the falling girl, but Hebdo could do nothing. He couldn't lift the falling girl, and he didn't even have the strength to save himself.
The brilliance hung overhead, spreading light and heat, with the ever-rising temperatures beginning to redden the metal.
Hebdo painfully closed his eyes to avoid the strong light blinding his pupils, as his skin suffered wave after wave of severe pain, blisters rising one by one from the high temperatures.
This was a brutal execution, the scorching heat boiling the sea, dragging the Morning Glow Advance into the burning, slowly roasting everyone to death.
The brilliance was boundless.
Perhaps... this was the limit of mortals.
Hebdo thought as much, but suddenly a call broke through his daze.
"Hebdo!"
Someone shouted.
