The Secret Sword gleamed with a flowing silver-white, as its sharp Tail Blade suddenly swung up, slicing off most of the Flame Holder's Iron Feather, then pierced sidewise into the waist and abdomen, and emerged from the other side.
The Armor of Original Sin struggled a few times, then stopped, as the backup fuel seemed exhausted; the flames flickered a few times, ultimately extinguishing completely.
The Flame Holder, having lost propulsion in the air, was seized by Him. With a tight grip, sharp claws dug deeply into the armor, almost twisting the Flame Holder apart.
Wielding six wings, He dragged the Flame Holder high up, then released, letting it fall.
The Flame Holder still tried to resist, but faced with a being that kept mutating and extending, the Armor of Original Sin was ultimately no match for Him.
