The Final Clash

In the distance, the cliff where everyone stood trembled under wave after wave of aftershocks. Ravines spread like scars across the earth as far as the eye could see. In the torn sky, golden and dark red light clashed like two beasts fighting to the death, every collision making the entire world quake. It was a scene straight out of the apocalypse.

Lan Xiao, the hero from Another World, turned pale. Gazing up at the demon god-like figure flickering within the energy storm and radiating an ominous red glow, he murmured hoarsely, "Can Mr. Ye Yang... really defeat a monster like that?"

His words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer. Even from so far away, the pressure brought by that monster was nearly suffocating. The answer seemed obvious—there was little hope.

An oppressive silence spread through the air, almost tangible.

"He can."

A clear yet incomparably resolute voice shattered the dead silence. At some point, Erza had stepped forward. Her crimson hair whipped wildly in the gale as she clenched her fists, her eyes fixed upon the heart of that destructive mass of energy in the distance, where a familiar golden light shone.

"He promised he'd go back with everyone." Her voice was not loud, yet it carried unquestionable strength. "Besides, he's Ye Yang—the strongest wizard acknowledged by our guild and this world! There's no mission he can't accomplish!"

"That's right!" Natsu slammed a fist into his palm, grinning his trademark smile brimming with fiery fighting spirit. The desperate situation before them seemed to have only stirred his blood further. "What's a guy like that? Ye Yang will never lose! Right, Happy?"

"Aye!" Happy, the blue cat, nodded hard. Though his little face was tense, his eyes were filled with trust.

Watching the nearly blind yet utterly pure trust