Raising his palm, Javier's aura spiked, the sky bending under the pressure.
His next word came not as a threat but as a sentence.
"Judgement."
A white barrier snapped into place with a deafening hum, sealing the area in a perfect dome. The air shimmered under its power. No one could enter, no one could escape.
From the skies above, from the earth below, from every direction, countless massive, translucent white swords materialized.
Their edges glowed with an otherworldly light. They hovered in silence for a heartbeat, forming an inescapable cage around Edmund.
Javier's palm remained raised, steady and unwavering, aimed at Edmund.
"Edmund… this is your end."
When his fingers curled into a fist, the swords descended.
In perfect unison, they struck, again and again.
Thunderous impacts shaking the barrier as the onslaught continued without pause. Each blow tore away corrupted energy, leaving Edmund with no room to breathe or strike back.
