Boom!
A violent pillar of magical power blasted through the leaden clouds piled up in the sky.
The billowing dust and storm forced even Laxus to stagger back seven or eight steps before he steadied himself, staring in astonishment at Mirajane within the storm.
Over the years, Laxus had delayed making his move partly to strengthen himself, and partly to avoid the period when the guild was at its peak, waiting for a chance to strike.
For a time, even Laxus had been wary of Demon Mirajane joining forces with Fairy Queen Erza.
He had thought that combination had long vanished into the river of history.
Yet Mirajane had said she would recover, and she had recovered.
That was rather difficult for Laxus to accept.
However, finding it difficult to accept was one thing; Laxus's determination to seize the position of Fairy Tail's guild master was another.
Mirajane's recovered strength did make him feel that things had become somewhat troublesome.
But it was only troublesome. Before his greatest trump card, none of it truly mattered.
Bang!
Black wings abruptly spread open within the storm.
Mirajane, transformed into her Satan Soul, slowly walked out.
Her massive, scale-covered tail slammed heavily against the ground, producing a rumble that felt like an earthquake.
Her silver hair shot skyward, and her savage claws resembled those of a demon king.
That cold, cruel posture made her seem like a completely different person from the gentle Mirajane she usually was.
"Sorry. It's my first time using this trash power, so I'm still a little rusty. But next, Laxus, I hope you'll be a good punching bag and let me get some practice."
Mirajane spoke first, her voice ice-cold.
Bang!
As her right foot stepped forward, the ground seemed unable to bear the force and cracked apart.