Niconora PoV
Amaya grunted and a golden aura covered her. "Hmph, these boys forcing me to go into my own Second Heaven form just to contain the fallout."
The air shimmered as her energy surged forward, stabilizing the barrier around the ring and preventing the shockwaves from spilling out. I could see the strain in her features as she focused on maintaining control over the chaotic energy swirling around us.
"Let's hope it doesn't become too much for even you, Lady Amaya," Mama murmured, her attention still fixed on the fight.
I turned back to Papa and Eizan, who remained locked in a fierce exchange. Their clashes reverberated through the air, each strike radiating raw power. They were both fighting for everything that mattered, and I could see that this battle was pushing them to their limits.
"Come on, Papa!" I mumbled as if praying.
