Dark red flames slithered through the air, coiling hungrily around the devil's arms like living serpents. The heat distorted the space around it, warping the ruined cityscape in waves of shimmering agony.
It stood motionless for a heartbeat, its smouldering gaze locked onto the group.
Then—with a single monstrous leap—it lunged.
The ground beneath it buckled and split, sending deep fractures racing outward. A deafening boom followed as the earth caved under its sheer weight.
And then—an explosion.
A blast of hellish fire erupted upon impact, a searing inferno swallowing the space where it had landed. Embers rained down like burning ash from a ruined world.
Vale and Ayla barely evaded the scorching wave, diving out of reach just in time. Klein and Dain, farther from the blast, braced themselves as the shockwave sent a violent gust ripping through the battlefield.
