Crimson Gate

"Is that... the President...?"

Yumi's breath hitched as her eyes widened in sheer disbelief. The sheer force of the attack had been overwhelming, shaking the very air around them. She turned to the one responsible—Yuuna—who stood unwavering just a few feet from the Love Link container.

"Her power... it's increased this much?" Misuzu whispered, her hands trembling slightly. Her gaze flickered between Yuuna and Kouhei, who remained encased within the container's protective glow. "Is this... the true extent of Okumura-kun's power?"

Yuuna exhaled, her voice steady and resolute. "Thank you for holding her off. Now, I'll finish this."

As she spoke, a surge of crimson mana swirled violently around her palm, forming a seething, swirling mass of pure destructive energy. The air crackled with intensity, distorting the space around her as if reality itself was bending beneath the pressure.