Zatara's eyes widened as the creatures leaped toward him. Reacting instantly, he swept his arm through the air, chanting another spell to dispel the illusion, forcing the spiders to crumble into black smoke before they could reach him.
"This is just a vessel," Allura said with a sharp grin, her voice dripping with confidence. "Do whatever you want to it—I'll just heal it. This isn't the avatar you faced before. I have almost no limits now." Her tone carried an arrogance born from centuries of existence, but David didn't flinch.
He flexed his arms slightly, the muscles tightening like coiled steel as he sealed the wound where his arm had been cut clearly off with sheer control over his muscles. His expression remained calm, though his focus sharpened to a deadly point.
"I doubt that," David said quietly. Then he took a slow, deep breath—his entire frame responding as his muscles tensed and expanded beneath his skin. The ground trembled faintly from the pressure radiating off him. His clothes tore apart in seconds, shredded by the sudden surge in size and density, leaving only his boxer briefs, which stretched to their limits at the transformation… although the outline of a dragon in between David's legs was seen, showing that it had grown.
In an instant, David's form towered over the battlefield,
[Your Momma] Is that a face on his back?!
[Nutcracker] What the hell is this? How many abilities does he even have? First, he's untouchable, then he can pull things around, teleport, and even has super senses! Damn, making his wiki page is going to be a nightmare!
[Where Is Perry] That looks like some kind of super form… I'm calling it Demon Back. Probably a state that boosts his strength at the cost of speed, judging by how much his mass increased.
[David #1 Fan] Judge! You've got this! Man, Zatara's not doing a damn thing!
The world was watching in awe and disbelief, millions glued to their screens as the battle unfolded live. Every second drew more attention, the chat exploding with theories and reactions.
Meanwhile, countless heroes had already taken off toward the battlefield. Allura sensed their approach—she could feel the weight of their combined power closing in—and it made her move faster. Her grin faded into focus; she wanted this fight over before anyone else could interfere.
Boom
It was like a bomb went off—the sound barrier shattered effortlessly as a deafening roar echoed through the frozen landscape. The ground cracked beneath the shockwave, and the sky itself seemed to tremble. With the speed that put lightning to shame and power that made missiles look insignificant, David's form blurred forward, slamming his fist into Eldon's face. The impact was brutal—her teeth scattered through the air like shards of glass.
But Allura didn't care. With a furious flash, she retaliated, her dark arts ripping through the air with a force meant to erase anything in its path. Yet David suddenly shifted—his body relaxed entirely, becoming almost weightless, featherlike. Her devastating strikes hit him, but David's body looked weightless, allowing his body to move with the attacks, avoiding damage and moving out of the way of the attack safely.
In the next instant, David reappeared within striking distance, his movement too fluid, too natural to follow. His fist exploded across Eldon's face, twisting it violently to the side and sending blood spraying through the air.
"You!" Allura roared, her voice layered with fury and disbelief. Blood gushed from her mouth, then twisted midair, forming crimson tendrils that shot toward David like spears. But once again, he entered that ethereal, weightless state—each strike passing past him harmlessly,
With a single effortless wave of his hand, Eldon's body was sliced cleanly in two, as though the sharpest blade in existence had passed through him. The cut was so precise that for a brief moment, it was almost silent—until both halves hit the ground with a dull, heavy thud.
But Allura quickly forced the body back together, dark energy surging as the wound sealed instantly. Snarling, she lunged to counterattack, yet before her power could even form, David had already shifted back into his featherlike state.
Suddenly, Zatara seized the brief opening. He lifted his hands, chanting in reverse as ancient runes flared to life, golden light spiraling around his body. His voice carried a sharp, commanding rhythm as he began casting a banishment spell aimed directly at Eldon's corrupted vessel.
At the same time, David moved in perfect sync with the chant. His finger flicked forward, tapping several key points along Eldon's body with near-invisible speed. In that instant, Allura froze mid-motion—her expression twisting into shock as she realized her stolen body no longer responded to her will. She was paralyzed, locked within her own vessel.
The spell struck with a deafening hum, and in an instant, a beautiful black-haired woman's soul was torn from Eldon's body. Her ethereal form shimmered, glowing with a haunting, otherworldly radiance as she was forcibly dragged from her host.
But before the spell could fully banish her, Allura let out a furious scream, her will overpowering the incantation as she slammed her spirit back into Eldon's broken vessel.
Her return came with rage beyond reason. With a roar that shook the ground, she gathered her power, but before she could unleash it, David was already there. His fist connected with Eldon's face, sending a shockwave through the air. The earth cracked beneath their feet, and Allura's vessel reeled from the blow.
Then David's body ignited in red—his muscles tightened, his veins glowing faintly beneath his skin. He was forcing his heart to beat at full power, increasing his already great power.
With a flash, he moved faster than the eye could follow, raining a storm of punches down on Allura's body. Each strike landed with bone-shattering precision, giving her no room to breathe, no moment to chant, no time to cast even the simplest spell.
Seeing Zatara preparing another banishment spell, Allura instantly abandoned Eldon's body. Her soul erupted outward in a burst of black and crimson energy, the sheer force creating a shockwave that sent David flying backward through the air.
Without wasting a moment, Allura slipped back into Eldon's body before Zatara could finish his incantation. She moved with blinding speed, dodging the golden wave of magic that tore through the air—only to be struck a heartbeat later by another spell from the opposite direction.
Zatanna had appeared, her hands glowing with magical power. "Dad, are you alright?" she cried out, rushing to his side.
Her relief froze instantly when she saw her father's expression. Zatara's face had gone pale, his eyes wide with horror—not at her being hurt, but at her being there at all. The very person Allura had sworn vengeance upon had just walked into the battlefield.
"Leave!" Zatara roared, his voice cracking with desperation—but it was already too late. The air darkened as storm clouds swirled overhead, lightning flashing across the sky. Allura's power surged, warping the weather itself as she prepared her deadliest spell.
Her body twisted unnaturally as she raised her hand, the air trembling around her. Then, with a cold, triumphant smile, she unleashed a blast of pure destruction—aimed directly at Zatanna. The beam tore through the air, its glow devouring everything in its path.
Zatara's heart dropped. He abandoned his spell, sprinting toward his daughter with every ounce of strength he had left. But no matter how fast he ran, he was too late. The beam struck, engulfing Zatanna completely.
For a moment, the world went silent. Zatara stood frozen in horror, his mind empty, his body numb. His daughter—gone. All because of his past sins coming back to haunt him.
"She's alive. You two should leave."
The voice cut through the silence like thunder, even though it was soft and weak. Zatara looked up to see David standing there, holding the scared Zatanna by the collar of her shirt, using his teeth. Without another word, David flicked his head, sending her flying gently into her father's arms.