Yarau lashed out with a barrage of vital-infused punches. Neraxis met each strike, whispering with devilish glee,
"Show me, Yarau."
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
One building collapsed from the impact, sending clouds of dust and debris into the streets. Civilians screamed and ran in panic as Neraxis' maniacal laugh echoed across the city.
Neraxis launched a powerful kick.
BOOM!
Yarau blocked instantly, pivoting mid-air and slamming Neraxis into the path of fleeing civilians.
THUD!
Neraxis scratched his head, lying on the broken road, blood streaking his back. Lifeless bodies and overturned carts littered the streets. Panic erupted louder.
"Where are the Hunters?!"
"Why is nobody helping us?!"
"Someone—HELP!"
Neraxis rose to his full height on the road, laughter tearing through the chaos. Then, with a terrifying grace, he leapt into the sky. Hands forming a precise sign, he murmured,
"Supreme Expansion of Space—The Fractured Eternity."
A warped space unfurled around him and Yarau, shimmering and tearing at reality itself. Mirror fragments tore through Yarau's body, slicing and breaking him relentlessly. Every impact radiated shockwaves that rattled the streets.
Yura's fists flared instinctively with red Vital Force, but even he could feel the weight of the destruction.
For thirty seconds, Yarau endured a living hell, screams of pain lost in the roaring energy around him. When the space finally shattered, Yarau crashed into the ground, dust and shattered fragments coating the street.
Neraxis' calm voice cut through the aftermath, chilling and precise:
"You have piqued my interest, Noctyre Valen."
The city lay in ruin. Fires burned. Screams echoed. And Yura, trembling and covered in debris, realized this battle was far from over.