Mettle of Steel

Skullius gnashed his teeth.

He couldn't have imagined that two of the enemies that had caused him some of the most treacherous ordeals in the past week would be standing side by side and in more nefarious, overwhelming forms.

Actuass had died and passed on his Undeath powers to the young EverSword heir, Rias, who had the ridiculous Imagining Technique.

Fulgardt had infused Skullius with his WILLS, which almost ended with him killing himself. But Skullius would have gladly traded this Fulgardt before him for his possessed self as an opponent any day.

The Immoral, was, after all, a Divine being; this man had crippled an entire world on his own, almost turning the race of Luminants extinct. He had single-handedly left Luserus, a Deity, defeated.

Skullius wasn't sure which timeline he came from, but that hardly mattered right now.