The navy ships closed in—eight colossal warships cutting through the burning waves surrounding the Land of Fire.
Seraphel Dawn stepped forward.
Then, with a single motion, he leapt into the sky, his white coat flowing like a banner of holy judgement. His gaze locked onto the lone boy standing on the scorched shore.
Seraphel:
"The Devil Child."
He pointed his hand downward.
"Sunflare Sever."
ZZZNGHH!
A blade of pure divine light tore through the clouds and descended like a judgment strike.
Orimo's eyes widened—
The light crashed down.
BOOOOM!
The coastline exploded—flames, dust, and molten debris flying everywhere.
But when the blast cleared…
Orimo was still standing.
He beat his chest.
DUM… DUM… DUM…
Like war drums awakening something ancient inside him.
His eyes turned blood-red.
Horns grew longer.
His back ripped open, sprouting massive black wings.
Claws extended, dark and razor-sharp.
He didn't look human anymore.
He looked like a devil born from the flames themselves, smiling with pure insanity.
Orimo:
"Flames of Hell!"
His arms ignited—fire coiling upward like serpents—
Then BOOOOM!!
He launched a blazing punch toward Seraphel Dawn.
The entire island caught even further fire.
Seraphel dodged effortlessly, sliding through the air with divine grace.
Orimo slammed back into the scorched ground, cracking it.
He roared:
"LIFE THREAT!"
And dashed toward Seraphel with monstrous speed—
But Seraphel's eyes did not widen.
He did not flinch.
He simply moved.
Orimo's punch sliced through the air—
SWISH!
Missed.
Seraphel leapt higher into the sky.
Seraphel:
"Divine Execution."
A massive burning pillar of light descended from above—
BAAAAAAAAAAM!!
It crushed the island beneath it, flames erupting even further and swallowing everything in a blinding surge.