"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Pouring every drop of spiritual power into the formation while burning fragments of their souls, Vinova and Lawrence channeled everything they possessed, desperate screams echoing through chaos as the magical construct blazed with their combined will.
Sweat drenching her face, brow furrowed in concentration, Vinova focused her remaining strength into the magic array, magical light tracing complex runes through air while constructing defenses against the crimson abyssal assault, lips pressed tight with resolve as she fought to protect the Judgment Saint, the living symbol of everything she believed in.
For one breathtaking moment, golden light flickered between heaven and earth.
The demonic power spilling from the black-haired girl wavered, showing first signs of suppression.
"Can we, can we succeed?!" Hope blazed in Vinova's eyes.
But that hope lasted mere heartbeats.
