The battlefield shook as Neraxis' vital force vanished.
"Give him hell! He's vulnerable!" Toya screamed.
Yura stepped forward, fists glowing crimson with absolute motion.
THUD! THUD! THUD! His blows struck like hammers, each strike infused with pure intent. Neraxis barely managed to block, the impact of Yura's absolute-motion-enhanced fists rattling his body.
His power is increasing with every second… even without VF, my body is peak… yes, I can still match them. Neraxis grinned, a manic glint in his four eyes.
"Even without VF, my body is peak as ever."
Toya's voice trembled, sharp with fear and awe.
"Neraxis… he's insane."
Yura was pushed back as Neraxis countered, each movement precise, calculating, and ruthless. But Yura didn't stop. With a flash, he unleashed a Yellow Dash!
ZNNGH! THUD! Neraxis slammed into a crumbling wall, yet his eyes glinted with amusement.
"Give back my friend—Noctyre. Give back my teacher—Kael!" THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! Blood dripped from Neraxis' lips, and the surrounding building cracked and fell apart under the force of their clash.
When will my VF return… Neraxis thought, grinning beneath the blood.
"Kael Draven was strong… but overconfident. He fell for one of my tactics. And he died." His laughter echoed, cold and victorious.
Tears streamed down Yura's face as he clenched his fists tighter, heart burning with resolve. I must not stop. I must avenge Sir Kael.
Neraxis surged forward, slamming Yura back a step. Yura hesitated, eyes narrowing, fists encircling Neraxis.
Above the battlefield, Seraphine's hands moved in a precise formation. Her voice rang out, calm yet absolute:
"Supreme Expansion of Space."
"Erasure of the Abyss."