the fight against Lisa's mother(2)

The battlefield was unrecognizable. Fire and darkness clashed endlessly, reshaping the terrain with every devastating strike. Craters marked the ground, and the air was thick with embers and shadowed mist. The once-sturdy ruins had been reduced to rubble, shattered by the sheer force of the ongoing war.

Duke and Franklin stood firm, their flames raging against the abyss. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, but their eyes burned with unwavering resolve.

Lisa's mother, though wounded, remained an ominous presence. The abyss around her writhed unnaturally, her torn cloak of darkness shifting as if alive. Even after enduring countless attacks, she stood tall, her glowing abyssal eyes fixated on her enemies.

Lisa's Mother:

"You should have run when you had the chance."

Duke smirked, cracking his knuckles.

Duke:

"Run? Against you? No chance."

Franklin let out a short laugh, rolling his shoulders.

Franklin:

"We've come too far to stop now. Besides, you're finally showing cracks. That means we just need to hit harder."

Lisa's Mother narrowed her eyes. Without another word, she raised her hand, and the abyss answered.

The darkness surged, forming monstrous shapes—twisted, writhing beings that had no true form. Their voices were silent yet deafening, their presence suffocating. The very air grew heavy with their existence.

Lisa's Mother:

"You cannot burn what does not truly exist."

The creatures rushed forward, their abyssal bodies moving in unnatural, jerking motions. Their very presence distorted reality, leaving trails of void in their wake.

But Duke and Franklin didn't hesitate.

Duke:

"Let's see if that's true."

He stepped forward, his fist wreathed in golden fire. With a single punch, an eruption of flames surged outward, consuming the nearest creature. It shrieked, its form dissolving into nothingness.

Franklin followed, his flames surging wildly. He raised both hands, summoning a spiraling vortex of fire.

Franklin:

"Firestorm Engulfment!"

The attack expanded outward, swallowing the abyssal creatures in a hellish inferno. The flames crackled furiously, devouring the darkness.

Lisa's Mother didn't flinch. She waved her hand, and the abyss recoiled, shifting into a massive, serpentine shape. It coiled around the battlefield, its gigantic maw opening wide.

Lisa's Mother:

"Abyssal Devourer."

The void-beast lunged forward, aiming to consume them both.

Duke and Franklin moved as one.

Duke raised both hands, conjuring a blazing golden spear of pure concentrated heat. The very air around it twisted from the sheer energy.

Duke:

"Solar Spear!"

At the same time, Franklin gathered his fire into a rapidly expanding, unstable sphere, crackling with barely-contained destruction.

Franklin:

"Blazing Nova!"

They unleashed their attacks simultaneously.

The Solar Spear shot forward like a meteor, colliding with the Abyssal Devourer's massive head. The explosion rocked the battlefield, but the void-beast pushed forward.

Then, Franklin's Blazing Nova erupted, sending a wave of raw, untamed fire in every direction. The impact was catastrophic. The serpent's form warped, distorting and breaking apart under the sheer intensity of the heat.

The abyss shrieked.

Lisa's Mother narrowed her eyes, raising both hands. The darkness around her surged violently, forming two massive black scythes in each hand.

Lisa's Mother:

"Your fire is impressive. But fire is only temporary. The abyss is eternal."

She moved.

A single step—instantaneous.

One moment she was standing several meters away, the next she was right in front of Duke, her scythe already swinging.

Duke barely had time to react. He raised his arms, reinforcing them with fire, and blocked the attack. The impact sent him skidding backward, his feet digging deep trenches into the scorched earth.

Franklin retaliated.

Franklin:

"Flamefang Barrage!"

A dozen fire-formed wolves burst from the ground, leaping toward Lisa's Mother with savage speed. Their fangs dripped with molten heat, ready to tear into her.

She moved like a shadow.

Her scythes cut through the wolves with inhuman precision, dispersing them into embers.

Duke took the opening.

Duke:

"Solar Strike!"

He twisted his body, his fist glowing white-hot as he drove it toward Lisa's Mother's exposed side.

She reacted.

At the last second, the abyss coiled around her, forming a shield. But Duke's fist connected.

A shockwave blasted outward. The impact sent Lisa's Mother crashing through the air, her form breaking apart for a split second before reforming mid-motion. She landed gracefully, her abyss swirling around her like an enraged storm.

Lisa's Mother:

"Annoying."

Franklin grinned.

Franklin:

"We get that a lot."

Lisa's Mother exhaled, and the abyss trembled.

The ground beneath them cracked.

Abyssal spikes shot out in every direction, twisting like living blades.

Duke and Franklin dodged, moving with seamless coordination. They weaved between the onslaught, countering with bursts of flame, incinerating the shadows as they emerged.

But the abyss did not relent.

Lisa's Mother raised both hands, summoning a colossal black vortex above her.

Lisa's Mother:

"Abyssal Collapse."

The vortex dropped.

Duke and Franklin barely had time to react as the void descended, aiming to consume them whole.

Duke:

"No choice—we end this now!"

Franklin:

"Agreed!"

They stepped forward, side by side.

The flames around them erupted, shifting in color.

First, they turned deep orange.

Then, blue.

A roar of fire echoed across the battlefield.

The very ground ignited as Duke and Franklin ascended into their next stage of power.

Their bodies became engulfed in ethereal blue flames, the intensity of their magic overwhelming even the abyss's presence. Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, their very forms radiating power beyond their previous limits.

Duke:

"Azure Solar Form."

Franklin:

"Blue Wildfire Mode."

The abyss hesitated.

For the first time, Lisa's Mother's expression changed.

Lisa's Mother:

"Impossible…"

Duke clenched his fists, the flames roaring around him like a divine inferno.

Duke:

"Now let's see if the abyss can handle this."

Franklin grinned, his blue flames flickering wildly.

Franklin:

"Hope you're ready for hell."

The final stage of the battle was about to begin.

Yes the final stage of the battle was about to begin, and after this final stage one of the imported members for the Devil's side will fall. and then after that another big fight would begin, a very big fight.