The impact cracked the sky.
For a heartbeat, all three figures vanished inside a blinding cyclone of light and shadow.
And somewhere deep in that storm, Ceyla's voice echoed, fierce and bright:
"We're not losing here not while Khael's watching!"
Kero said "Is that so..." he then activate his Shinrei.
Then the Eye of Kero ruptured.
A blast of shadow and wind erupted from the center of the crater shrieking like the end of a world.
Black feathers and violet light scattered through the ruins as the soundless explosion tore the air apart.
When the smoke finally cleared, Ceyla Nox lay half-buried beneath a broken pillar, her armor cracked, sparks flickering across her skin. Juno Arkai knelt nearby, one arm limp, blood running down his jaw.
The storm they'd unleashed had been beautiful but it wasn't enough.
Kero stood in the distance, barely scratched, his sword resting on his shoulder, breath steady.
