The final formation could no longer withstand the assault. It shattered like fragile glass, breaking apart under the raging flames.
Max turned his head and glanced at Bella. Their eyes met for a brief instant. No words were spoken.
They both nodded.
In the next breath, their gazes sharpened at the same time.
Blood essence ignited within their bodies. Crimson light surged outward, enveloping them both in a blazing aura.
Bella swung the long sword in her hand upward with all her strength. At the same time, her right hand pushed against her husband's back and hurled him forward.
Max borrowed the force and leapt into the air.
A spear appeared in his grasp.
He stepped onto the flat of Bella's sword, using it as a foothold to exert power once more.
His body transformed into a streak of blood colored light, shooting toward Valerius with the resolve to die.
"You overestimate yourself."
Valerius glanced at Max with disdain as he charged forward.
