What surrounded Susanoo's remains was nothing short of terrifying, a storm, not that of wind, rain, and lightning, but a howling mass of divine magic and demonic essences. Comparing his storms with the mundane ones was as foolish as comparing a water splash from a buck to a full-blown storm at the heart of the raging sea.
Arad Orion, walked through that storm, enduring it's burn and maintaining his balance only thanks to his heavy weight and martial skills. Each step was strenuous, pushing his body through this was no small feat, and due to his scales getting ripped off his skin and healing back up in the blink of an eye, his entire figure was covered with a halo of radiant mist.
Shuten couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing, and Ibaraki was nothing short of horrified. It was a well-known fact that when power reaches a certain level, just approaching someone could be deadly.
