Escalation (3)

"Dusk."

The Moonlight Sanctum answered Amon's call, and the six Moons ascended. Hanging above the stars, the Moons resonated with Amon's desire and sent innumerable starlight streams down. Malachi was stunned by the sudden change and forced to make evasive manoeuvres, side-stepping all descending attacks like falling shrapnel. 

The celestial starlight rained like a meteor shower—both breathtaking and terrifying. Fortunately, Malachi's skill and experience allowed him to evade the deadly strikes with flawless precision, emerging unscathed. For the spectators, however, witnessing such a feat made them question whether they could hope to do the same.

"W-What's this?"

Johann Amaris, the world's foremost genius in the arcane arts, was bewitched by Amon's brilliant display. It was as if a whole world of possibilities were opened to him then. Turning to the only person who had some sort of clue of what was going on, the young magician asked: