Novaerion closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. Beat faster for me… my heart.
I will win… I must end this quickly.
Across the battlefield, Neraxis stood, four red eyes glowing, radiating an aura that bent the air around him. "This is getting exciting," he screamed, a wide, menacing grin on his face.
Novaerion's eyes snapped open, his finger pointing skyward. "Meteor Rain!"
Countless projectiles of pure starlight erupted above, raining down with impossible speed. This will finish it fast, he thought.
The battlefield became a storm of blazing light. Shards of starlight tore through the ruins, vaporizing debris and slicing the air. Neraxis moved, battered and bleeding, evading with millimeter precision. I can see the VF conversion rhythm… every projectile… every strike…
He activated Reverse Vital Technique, the wounds across his body healing as he dodged, deflected, and tanked the lethal projectiles. Each step kept him just out of collapse zones, his body adapting instinctively to the overwhelming assault.
Novaerion shifted into Luminous Phase, turning into pure radiant light. Infinite speed coursed through him as he hovered above Neraxis, then re-materialized midair to slam a devastating kick. THUD!
For only 0.05 seconds, he existed in tangible form—but it was enough. Shards erupted from his body, slashing through his chest, tearing flesh and forcing him to stagger. Not enough… not enough!
Neraxis grinned like a living curse. "Yellow Dash!"
ZZNGH! THUD! A perfectly timed strike landed on Novaerion, shards still tearing into his body.
Neraxis laughed, a sound full of malice and exhilaration, as the battlefield trembled under the sheer force of their clash.