Turning back time a few minutes. East of the Empire's capital.
The battle between two godlike beings was on the verge of escalating to a new level.
Greed had fully manifested, his entire body shimmering in gold. He was powerful—far stronger than Vulcanus in his current form. However...
[You... still aren't at full power?!]
Fenrir's declaration filled Greed with doubt about the very fabric of reality itself. She hadn't even been using half of her strength!
"Curious how I did it?"
Fenrir smiled as she rose to her feet, dusting off her usual attire—light and revealing summer clothes. "Well, I won't tell you. I have no obligation to do so."
She stepped out of the deep crater, walking on air as if it were solid ground. Each step sparked outward, igniting the air around her.
As she approached, the atmosphere trembled, the skies darkened, and thunder rumbled in the distance as lightning crackled.
