The sky darkened, the ground split open, and rivers of lava hissed and roared — as if the very world bowed to Orimo's rising might. He was no longer a man… but a living catastrophe of shadow, fire, and blood.
His wings unfurled wider with every breath, horns pulsing a molten crimson. A demonic aura wrapped around him like a storm, twisting the air into chaos.
Sora (grimly): "I'm going to end you here."
He gripped his sword, its edge trembling under the pressure of Orimo's heat.
Orimo (voice deep, distorted): "Flames of Hell."
Infernal fire coiled around his body, turning his skin into glowing embers as he slammed his fists into the ground again and again — each strike exploding the earth beneath him.
Sora dodged narrowly, the blasts tearing through the ground where he'd just stood.
Sora (thinking): "He's becoming… something else."
He steadied himself, drawing in a sharp breath — and then froze.
Sora: "What!? I… I can't move."
His heartbeat thundered like war drums. Above him towered the giant form of Orimo, his shadow swallowing the light.
Sora (whispering): "Is this… what they call fear?"
Orimo raised his massive hand — a red orb of energy forming, spinning, shrieking with demonic power.
Orimo: "Demonic… Annihilation!"
He slammed it down.
BOOOOOOM!
The island split open in a blinding flash — waves roared, mountains cracked, the heavens themselves shook. Orimo stood amidst the ruin… and smiled.
Then, in a faint, trembling voice — not from any throat, but from the island itself — a whisper echoed through the chaos:
"Ventrāx… has returned."
Ryuki: "WHAT!?"
Sora (eyes wide): "The legend of the Void Century… Ventrāx!?"
The air trembled. The sea boiled. And for the first time in centuries ventrax was back!