The Grim Reaper

With both Fang and the Dragon King's Avatar squirming in pain, it was hard to tell what was going on. The only thing I instinctively knew was that whoever fell first would get their souls obliterated.

With Fang right before me, bathing in the red light from the eerie moon, I had the urge to do something. However, even if I touched her again using the Flames of Regression, the speed at which her Bad Karma got burned wouldn't increase further.

"..."

Gritting my teeth, I decided to protect Fang's soul instead.

For me, someone who had five other souls inside my mind's space, it wasn't hard to get the feel of another being's "soul". However, doing so is a very tiring endeavor; after all, the souls are present in a higher dimension than the physical body.

Now, with the two legendary flames activated simultaneously, providing me with access to an infinite amount of energy, I can basically enter Fang's soulscape without running out of gas.