At this moment, Othella finally understood that since she couldn't find meaning in living, it would be better to use this boring life to eliminate the terrifying enemies for those who had given her a peaceful time.
The young girl controlling the flames herself began to spit fire, nearing the moment of her own destruction. If she wanted, she could turn herself into a blazing nova, incinerating the enemy.
She charged towards the man opposite her with the trail of flames, her goal being a head-on collision followed by self-detonation.
The disciplinary teacher shook his head, and a realm unfolded beneath his feet.
The Necromancer's Flame he triggered quickly replaced and occupied Othella's crimson flame. Skeletal Sinful Soul Undead stood up within it, separated by considerable distance, but the ground expanded and stretched to accommodate them as they formed a legion.
"Sinful Soul Legion Realm, you cannot approach me."
