Light and darkness intertwined, screaming across the broken skies of Tildaroot. The blast between Dragonite Khael and Psycho Kero tore through the battlefield waves of energy flattening mountains, ripping through the very fabric of the world.
BOOOOMMM!
The explosion reached the heavens clouds ignited, and the earth below melted into rivers of molten light.
Every fighter across Tildaroot froze.
Ceyla's eyes widened, her voice trembling.
"K-Khael…"
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched the clash of Shinrei and madness above — one of stormfire and one of voidwind. The sheer force of their power made her knees tremble.
Juno stood beside her, his jaw clenched tight. His usual grin was gone, replaced by worry that flickered behind his eyes.
"Damn it… he's pushing too far…"
The sparks from their clash reflected in his eyes like miniature suns.
"Khael, you idiot… you'll tear your core apart…"
