Looking at that pitch-black ocean forcing its way over, as though the sky itself were collapsing.
Orsaga saw through his opponent's intentions.
And curled his lip disdainfully.
Behind him, within the constantly surging Blood Flame.
Like a raging tsunami, like floodwaters bursting through a breached dam, vast quantities of Bloodflame immediately rushed forward impatiently!
Entangling with that Black Water!
Setting off a chain of annihilation reactions!
Even Orsaga's wings, which resembled winding tree branches and had long since spread to the far side of spacetime, gave a slight tremble!
Then, boundless spacetime twisted, becoming invisible blades that slashed toward Halifask!
Next.
Amid streaks of strange-colored radiance.
The structure of those wings changed, transforming into an offensive form akin to curved blades.
The chopping began!
Orsaga's countless wings were like innumerable weapons.
At extreme speed, from every angle, they precisely and swiftly dismembered the arms reaching out from within the Black Sea!
In response, under Halifask's control, those arms displayed countless exquisite and profound supernatural techniques, like the most skilled fighters imaginable!
Among them were even some especially flashy attacks.
For example: an arm formed from Black Water slapped out, and the invisible force filling the heavens directly condensed into 88,888,888... slender, elegant-bodied, horned, nine-clawed Chaos Black Dragons, or something like that.
Presumably, it was a technique Halifask had picked up from some Martial Arts Plane.
Of course, it was also possible that he himself simply liked hanging around those planes, and that those moves had actually been developed by him.
After all, just as Orsaga himself wore countless layers of disguises and would occasionally, out of sheer boredom, act as the God of Love and randomly match people into relationships.
Halifask might well have held positions in certain Martial Arts Planes as some Heavenly Venerable, some Emperor Lord, some Immortal