The blast engulfed Silva completely. The Rift Monster believed it had vaporized him, but as the explosion faded, Silva stood there unharmed. His wings had wrapped around him, his entire body covered in hardened scales. Slowly, the scales receded, and his wings folded back into his spine.
A smirk tugged at his lips.
"That was really something. You've got some level of battle IQ for a monster… but it's time to end this."
He raised his sword. The black flames coiled around the blade, then shifted into bright, radiant fire. Silva looked at the Rift Monster in the distance. With a single slash, a sword arc of divine light erupted out and tore straight through the creature, splitting it clean in half.
No notification appeared.
Silva clicked his tongue. "So even that didn't have any divine energy," he muttered.
