The Scarlet King and the True Depravita of Sloth lunged at one another, eyes burning with unshakable determination as they prepared their final moves. Just as they were a heartbeat away from impact, Cain acted.
"Eleventh Gear!"
His heartbeat thundered like a war drum, bursting with overwhelming strength that made the void tremble and cracked the fabric of the universe around him. The shockwaves spread outward, rippling all the way to the Everstrife Empyrean World, expanding across every single continent. It was as if the bells of destiny themselves were ringing—the sound of victory rising above the storm.
The Scarlet King's energy surged. His body ignited. His very soul accelerated. Cain marched forward, every step collapsing space, his finger driving into Azazel's chest, piercing through layers of flesh, muscle, and bone on its way toward the heart.
