Whoosh—BOOM!!!
The ear-piercing whistle and deafening explosion erupted together, while an intense flash illuminated the dim clouds.
Two figures trailing radiant streams of Magic shot out of the clouds like meteors, plummeting toward the ground as they battled fiercely along the way.
BOOM!!!
Another violent collision erupted in midair.
At the clash point, the two figures were sent flying backward in opposite directions.
Moss crossed her arms and spun through the air, dispersing the force.
After finally stopping her backward momentum, Moss crouched in midair like a beast, laughing wildly as she muttered:
"It hurts so much..."
At that moment, black smoke rose from the carbonized flesh covering her body, while scars from the lightning strike still marred her delicate cheeks, not yet repaired.
Her cloak had been burned into strips of ragged cloth, and her originally snow-white braids had been stained with crimson and black, swaying back and forth in the howling wind.
However, none of that mattered to Moss now.
Moss admitted that she was having a little too much fun fighting!
This was genuine pleasure!
The feeling of being able to fight recklessly was simply wonderful!
She slightly straightened her body. Her lowered hands came together as she stared fixedly at the figure that had stopped in the distance, an incredibly ferocious smile spreading across her face.
Distorted waves surged once more, as though they were about to absorb all the surrounding light.
Transparent, invisible gravity gathered between her hands, yet what appeared there was an incomparably profound darkness...
"Hahahaha—your attacks have weakened. Are you tired, scum?"
Aster gripped two massive spears of lightning and laughed maniacally. With a flap of his wings, he traced a long arc through the air.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM-BOOM-BOOM—
In the next moment, dozens of deep-black beams shot toward him