7. The Shattered Heart

Inside the gates, the world changed.

The ground was molten. Rivers of lava flowed like veins. The sky was a dark crimson, swirling with black clouds.

At the center of it all stood the Tower of Devouring Flames — Ryouma's lair.

But as they approached, beasts born of fire and shadow descended upon them.

Misaki fought bravely, her wind slicing through the monsters. Tatsuya unleashed his lightning like a vengeful god. Even Nyxarion fought beside them, his dark magic weaving shields and curses.

But then it happened.

A monstrous wyrm struck from above, its claws sinking into Misaki's side. She screamed, her sword flying from her grasp.

"Misaki!" Tatsuya cried.

Without thinking, he hurled himself at the wyrm, driving his sword into its heart. The beast writhed and collapsed.

He dropped to his knees beside Misaki. Blood poured from her wound.

"No, no, stay with me—!" he begged.

She smiled weakly. "Tatsuya... don't... lose yourself."

Tears blurred his vision. He pressed his forehead to hers.

"I won't," he whispered. "I promise."

Nyxarion knelt beside them, his face grim. "She needs healing. Quickly."

Tatsuya closed his eyes, gathering every shred of magic he had left. Lightning surged through him — not to destroy, but to heal.

Slowly, Misaki's breathing steadied.

But Tatsuya's own energy drained away.

He staggered to his feet, sword trembling in his hand.

"Let's end this," he said, his voice a low growl.

Beyond the shattered gates, Ryouma waited.