Azel managed to stay on his feet for a few seconds before the wind pressure threw him off completely.
The explosion of aura shot through the air, roaring like a storm even as its brightness faded.
The ground beneath him cracked apart and spiderweb-like fissures spread outward in every direction.
The guards fared no better… they were flung through the air, slamming into trees and sliding across the fractured earth.
Some lost their footing entirely, barely managing to protect their heads as the shockwave howled through the surrounding.
When the dust settled, silence followed.
The kind of silence that felt wrong.
Sebastian opened his eyes, his body trembling from the exertion. His aura dimmed and finally faded, vanishing into the air like smoke.
All that remained before him was a crater several meters deep… and what was left of the Skinbutcher.
The creature's body was nothing more than shredded flesh and ash, pieces of bone scattered across the crater.
