Tower – Floor 15: Boss Battle
The floor cracked open like a dropped mirror.
Stone ruptured. Pillars collapsed. A deafening tremor split through the air as Lucifer and the beast collided—raw force against force.
Lucifer's feet skidded backward.
The beast didn't move an inch.
Its silver eyes locked on him with no expression—no rage, no instinct, just cold precision.
Lucifer swung the scythe straight up, aiming for the throat.
The beast snapped its jaw.
The scythe stopped mid-arc—caught between jagged fangs.
It yanked.
Lucifer let go, flipped mid-air, and shot a wave of blood blades from his palm.
The beast twisted its body—scaled tendrils unfurled from its back like tails. They whipped forward and shattered the incoming blades mid-flight.
Lucifer landed hard and called the blood back.
It obeyed, formed twin swords in both hands.
He dashed.
The air cracked behind him.
The moment he closed in, the beast roared.
Not sound. Not voice.
Power.
