A Fireball

The fireball crashed onto a floating landmass with a booming sound and obliterating it in an instant.

Fragments of rock and debris scattered in all directions as a second explosion followed, igniting another island below where the fireball finally landed.

A shockwave of searing flames rippled outward, distorting the air with unbearable heat.

Then, from the raging inferno, a figure emerged.

Demon King Asmodeus stepped forward, unscathed by the flames that still clung to his towering form. His presence alone was suffocating like an overwhelming force that twisted the very fabric of reality around him with his heat.

He eas wearing armor was forged from black obsidian with jagged edges pulsing with veins of molten energy as if the inferno itself had been trapped within.

His crimson eyes burned with a predatory glow. Two massive horns curved back from his forehead, shimmering with ember cracks that pulsed with every breath he took.