And then—Kael made his first move.
Without a word, he slowly raised his hand and pointed a single finger toward Neraxis.
A black sphere of energy began forming at the tip—dense, pulsing, alive. The air screamed. Buildings trembled violently as cracks spidered across the streets beneath its pressure.
Kael muttered calmly, green eyes razor-sharp.
"Blackball: Maximum Output—300%."
The black sphere launched forward.
As it traveled, matter collapsed on contact, the street beneath it erasing itself into nothingness. The sheer aura bent the air, dragging debris and light toward it like a dying star.
Neraxis threw his head back and laughed like a true menace.
His hands ignited—hellish flames roaring to life, twisting unnaturally around his arms.
Kozuki Toya's eyes widened.
"What the hell…? Since when were flames part of his technique?"
The Principal narrowed his gaze, heart pounding.
"That means he's taking Draven Kael seriously."
A slow smile formed. "Good. Draven can win."
Neraxis clenched his burning hands together, shaping the flames into a blazing arrow, heat warping the space around it.
"Hellfire."
He released it.
The fire arrow tore through the air and collided head-on with the Blackball.
BOOM—!
The shockwave exploded outward. Windows shattered. The ground caved in. Hunters were thrown off their feet as the sky itself seemed to roar.
BOOM! BOOM!
Energy went completely out of control. People fainted. Barriers screamed under pressure.
Then—
BOOM!!!
Both techniques disintegrated into blinding light, vanishing at the same time.
Silence fell.
And so—
the battle of the strongest had begun.