The battlefield churned with smoke and fractured earth. Kaen's fists blazed as his Shinrei roared outward.
"Echo Art: Tornado Fire!!"
The spiral of flame shot through a cluster of Voidborn, scattering them like embers in a storm.
From behind, Lira's voice cracked.
"Kaen! Don't use too much Shinrei, your flow will collapse if you overdo it!"
Kaen grinned, reckless fire still crackling across his arms.
"No problem. My Shinrei is bigger than all of you combined."
A sharp tsk cut through the noise. Rael stepped forward, hand brushing over the Seireiken.
"Seraphis… grant me strength."
The air shifted instantly.
"Judicator Form—fifty percent."
The instant the words left his lips, Seraphis descended like a phantom. Its six wings wrapped into his frame, folding into plates of radiant sigils. Fractals of emerald light split across his irises, his entire presence sharpening into a blade of judgment.
Kaen's jaw tightened.
"Show-off."
