the fight against Fianna(2)
The battlefield was swallowed by a sea of red flames. The very air burned, suffocating and merciless. The molten cracks in the ground widened, spewing lava like open wounds.
Ava barely had time to react before a colossal wave of fire crashed toward her.
Marco:
"Ice Wall!"
A thick wall of jagged ice erupted from the ground, but the moment Fiona's black-red flames touched it—
BOOOOM!
The ice shattered instantly, sending sharp shards flying in all directions.
Nico:
"Shit—"
He dove to the side as a molten boulder hurled past him, barely missing his head.
Ava gritted her teeth, twin daggers clenched in her hands, flames flickering wildly around her. Fiona stood at the center of it all, completely unaffected. Her golden eyes gleamed with amusement.
Fiona:
"You're still standing? I expected more screaming."
Ava:
"You talk too much."
Ava lunged, her body a blur of motion, flames trailing behind her like a comet. She slashed forward—
CLANG!
Fiona caught both daggers between her fingers.
Fiona:
"Cute."
Then—
BOOM!
A burst of flames exploded point-blank in Ava's face, sending her skidding across the battlefield.
Marco and Nico rushed forward, launching a coordinated assault.
Marco:
"Frozen Lance!"
A massive spear of ice shot toward Fiona, glowing with Ava's blue flames.
Nico:
"Tidal Break!"
A vortex of water spiraled behind it, twisting with the ice. The two magics merged, forming a spear of frozen fire and boiling water—a technique they had never attempted before.
Fiona's eyes flicked to it. For the first time, her expression changed.
She lifted her hand.
A single finger snap.
BOOOOOM!
The battlefield erupted.
The mixed magic attack disintegrated midair as a shockwave of flames burst outward.
Marco and Nico were sent flying.
Ava coughed, forcing herself up from the scorched ground. Her body was burning—her own flames barely holding against Fiona's overwhelming heat.
This wasn't working.
Their flames—no, her flames—weren't enough.
Yet.
Isabella dashed across the battlefield, weaving through burning debris.
Isabella:
"Ava! Get up!"
Ava wiped the blood from her lips and forced herself to stand.
Ava:
"I'm not done yet."
Fiona chuckled, flicking specks of fire off her fingertips.
Fiona:
"Your resilience is impressive. But it's meaningless."
She lifted her hand.
The ground beneath them erupted.
Pillars of molten rock shot into the air, flames spiraling like hungry serpents. The sky turned into a swirling vortex of crimson fire.
Then—
A meteor of pure flames descended from above.
It was massive.
An entire chunk of the battlefield had been pulled into the air, set ablaze, and sent crashing down like divine punishment.
Marco (gritted teeth):
"We have to stop it!"
Nico:
"Or we're dead!"
Ava inhaled sharply. There was no time to hesitate.
Her flames roared back to life.
She dashed forward, daggers blazing, and jumped.
Straight toward the meteor.
Ava:
"Infernal Blitz—!"
Her flames ignited, swirling around her body like an untamed storm.
She slashed—
BOOM!
The impact shook the battlefield.
Ava split the meteor in half, the force sending fiery debris crashing in all directions.
Fiona (smirking):
"Oh?"
She lifted her hand—caught a falling chunk of molten rock—and hurled it back at Ava like a bullet.
Ava twisted midair, barely dodging it, but—
CRASH!
The shockwave sent her plummeting toward the ground.
Isabella caught her just in time.
Isabella:
"That was reckless!"
Ava:
"That was necessary."
She was breathing hard. Every muscle screamed in pain. But she wasn't done.
Something inside her stirred.
The heat was unbearable.
But Ava welcomed it.
Her flames flickered—then changed.
From normal orange to a deep orange.
The air around her shifted. The flames coating her body intensified, forming armor-like patterns across her arms and legs.
Her Flame Transformation.
Stage One.
Fiona's eyes narrowed slightly.
Fiona:
"Interesting."
Ava clenched her fists. Her flames no longer struggled against Fiona's—they roared back.
Marco and Nico felt the shift immediately.
Marco:
"Her flames…"
Nico:
"They're… different."
Ava took a step forward.
The ground beneath her melted.
She vanished.
Reappeared in front of Fiona instantly.
Fiona barely had time to react before—
BOOOOM!
Ava's fist connected with Fiona's stomach, sending a shockwave through the battlefield.
Fiona skidded back.
For the first time.
Marco and Nico exchanged glances.
Marco:
"Did she just… land a hit?"
Fiona wiped her lips. A faint bruise appeared on her stomach.
She touched it. Stared at Ava.
Then, she laughed.
Fiona:
"You actually hurt me."
Ava grinned, fire surging around her body.
Ava:
"You're not as untouchable as you think."
Fiona's eyes gleamed with excitement.
Fiona:
"Good. Then let's stop holding back."
A wave of pressure slammed into them.
Fiona's flames darkened, swirling into something unstable.
The battlefield shook.
The very sky cracked.
Marco's eyes widened.
Marco:
"What the hell… is she doing?"
Ava braced herself.
Fiona lifted a single hand.
A black flame ignited at her fingertips.
Nico:
"That flame… it's not normal."
Isabella:
"Everyone, stay back!"
The moment Fiona pointed her finger—
A flash of black-red fire burst forward.
Faster than anything before.
It was aimed directly at Ava.
She had only one second to react.
Ava's orange flames surged, her transformation burning brighter.
She crossed her daggers, bracing herself—
The flames collided.
The battlefield was consumed in light.
And then—
BOOOOOOOOOM!
Everything exploded.
Ava was engulfed in the flames.
The others barely managed to shield themselves.
When the fire cleared—
Ava stood there, alive.
But her flames…
They had changed again.
Fiona's smirk widened.
Fiona:
"Now we're getting somewhere."
Ava exhaled, fire crackling around her.
She was not done yet.
Ava thinking: I have to admit it Fiona is strong much stronger than me in my current form, but before I reveal my final form I'll have to deal some damage at least. but damn this Fiona the queen of The Devils is really strong I feel bad for Dakota since he has to face the strongest, the King of The Devils I really hope he survives, well he is my lover he has to survive, or I will kill him again if he dies.