The domain of anger dissipated from the street.
Immediately afterward, the dark-red flames also surged away in all directions like a burst riverbank. Only after staining the nearby buildings with a layer of color did they gradually die out.
The street fell silent.
The Angry One's sky-shaking roar came to an abrupt stop as well.
At that moment, the Black Mist he had summoned also gradually dispersed into the air.
Whoosh—
Cold white moonlight spilled over the ruined street where the two had just fought, outlining the contours of the wreckage and restoring the night's proper clarity.
"Cough... cough cough—"
A cough came from the shattered street.
Heller stood astride the Angry One's head. The broken sword in his hand was plunged straight through the center of the Angry One's skull, and after twisting it once, he had completely taken his enemy's life.
Heller had intended to pull the broken sword from the other man's body and leave.
But his excessively weakened body caused him to misjudge his own strength. The moment he pulled out the sword, his body tilted backward.
Then he dropped to one knee.
He wanted to brace his exhausted body by planting his sword in the ground, but a weapon with only a broken blade left could not do that.
Only through sheer will did Heller keep himself from collapsing at once.
"..."
The Righteous Walker looked at the corpse before him again.
The monster that had expanded to five meters tall now lay quietly on the ground. Without the rage burning within it, its body was nothing more than foul flesh and blood.
"I won."
"But that white light just now..."
Heller struggled to recover his strength.
But his will had been consumed too greatly, leaving him unable to return to normal in a short