"Boom!" The first thing to collapse was not the city wall, but Dursa's Domain...
The two strongest Abyss Lords alone had already made it difficult for Dursa to hold on. Even with Kelsa's help, they could only barely maintain a stalemate.
Kelsa's strength could not withstand a single blow from an Abyss Lord. Even being grazed by that greatsword would reduce him to ashes. He could only make use of Dursa's Domain, doing his utmost to employ every magical technique in a mobile battle. Lasting until now was already his limit.
In many cases, quantity could not replace quality. If not for those two elite Abyss Lords, even if this vast host of Flame Witches doubled in number, Dursa would not have feared them. Yet she was now utterly exhausted, on the verge of running dry. The Abyss army's tidal wave of attacks rose once more, and great numbers of Flame Witches flooded the sky. Their mad, casualty-blind charge became the final straw that broke the camel's back.
Two fierce flashes of sword light flickered. Dursa's Domain finally could no longer endure and was torn apart. All she could do was, at the instant the Domain scattered, exhaust her last strength to condense a high-intensity wind blade and sever the arm of the Abyss Lord charging at Kelsa.
Yet that Abyss Lord was incomparably formidable. Though it had lost an arm, its attack did not stop. With one slash, it cleaved Kelsa, now stripped of the Domain's protection, into two halves. The sword carried terrifying sharpness; Kelsa's body at the peak of the Domain stage simply could not resist it. The two halves were instantly shredded into dust by the sharp wind and annihilated without a trace.
Dursa's eyes split with fury, but with her Domain destroyed and even her