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Beowulf slowly stood up from a pile or rubble and burnt wood, laughing while stretching his arms and legs, he was back on his half werewolf state, realizing going full power wasn't even necessary.
"Phew! That was a pretty crazy spell! The hell was that?! Hahahahaha!"
He took out a big habanero cigar and started smoking it, putting his sunglasses back on, which were cracked.
"From what I could calculate, the combination of over a hundred different elemental spells, seamlessly weaved together into a country-wiping spell."
The Great Ancestor was fine, her blinding light covering her entire body, she had never received any damage and only saw the show from the back.
"Demons are truly one of a kind!"
BAAAM!
And Clementine emerged from the underground, shattering the earth apart using a giant fist made of blood energy, and stepping out, cleaning the dirt from her dress.
"I might never be able to conjure such a complex spell…"
She was also fine.
