Midair, Seraph's expression twisted in panic as he let out a furious roar, struggling to fight back.
But as the battle dragged on, the truth hit him—he was being pushed into a corner.
"Damn it! How the hell are you two… overpowering me?!"
BOOM!!
Andona raised her holy sword high, her sixteen wings fully unfurled. A torrent of pure judgment surged from her body, transforming into countless chains of radiant light that lashed out and bound Seraph's limbs and wings tight.
At the same time, Elira appeared out of nowhere.
Behind her, the massive wings of the Skytear Demon Moth flared open with a violent snap. Runes and dark crimson light pulsed across the wings, forming a storm of illusions that blotted out the sky.
Every beat of her wings tore through the void, unleashing razor-sharp shadow blades that rained down like a storm.
Holy light and void storm collided in the air—
One purifying everything in its path,
The other devouring it all.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!!