Kairo's crimson aura surged, Bone Blade spinning with lethal precision. But this time, he wasn't alone in mind or spirit. Deep within, the whispers of the gods he had absorbed — fragments of divine insight, strategy, and arcane power — stirred, lending him clarity and strength.
Move there… anticipate the next wave… exploit the bending light at the edges… their voices guided him, subtle yet insistent. Kairo adjusted, bones twisting and curling into new, unpredictable forms, attacking angles Hades' shield had not anticipated.
The golden light of the shield pulsed violently as bone whips and constructs tore through cracks, forcing Hades to redirect energy constantly. The throne room shook; shadows twisted unnaturally, struggling against the chaotic storm of crimson and divine insight.
"You… have allies even within your mind?" Hades' voice boomed, resonating through stone and ether alike. "Foolish. No mortal should wield divine strategy against me."
Kairo's eyes flared brighter. "I'm not mortal," he growled. "And your perfection isn't absolute!"
Summoning every fragment of divine wisdom, Kairo launched a barrage of bone constructs, each movement perfectly timed, exploiting gaps in Hades' shield. The Bone Blade hummed, its energy amplified by the insight of the gods. Cracks in the shield widened, golden light splintering as Hades' defenses strained under the assault.
Gravity and crushing light pressed him down, but Kairo adapted instantly, using bone whips as anchors, swinging, vaulting, and striking. Every move was faster, sharper, more precise, guided by the ancient strategies embedded in his mind.
The throne room trembled violently. The divine shield wavered, its cracks now sprawling across the barrier like lightning. Hades' expression flickered with tension — the first visible sign of struggle.
Kairo roared, Bone Blade slicing through the final gaps. His aura flared, crimson and divine energy intertwining. The Red-Eyed One was no longer just attacking — he was dictating the battle, forcing Hades' shield to fracture beneath the combined might of bone, will, and gods' insight.
The throne itself trembled. The Abyss was bending. And Kairo was finally ready to strike at the heart of Hades' perfection.