Last Offense

Golden light split the heavens.

Descending down like a divine retribution were three beams—carrying with them unrelenting furry.

Stelios had unleashed his might, a spell infused with the raw, holy energy of an Archangel that could decimate even the strongest of Demons in the past. Such beams crackled with divinity, the very air in the area trembling under their sheer intensity as they hurtled toward Rex.

Rex reached Iris and planted his feet firmly into the ground.

He arrived in time—a sense of relief permeated from his chest but the situation wasn't over.

Charging his power, his body began radiating with a mixture of energies.

Every ounce of his power surged outward, meeting the golden beams in a violent and destructive clash.

His arms rose, bracing against the blinding force.

Boom!

Once the beams made contact, the deafening impact exploded.