A beam like the blazing sun erupted from the Yochlol's fingertips, lighting almost the entire Royal Hall as brightly as day.
The light carried unparalleled heat. The surfaces of the crumbling stone pillars rapidly melted in its path, and rubble crackled and popped in the scorching temperatures.
Sinnaphyx had clearly recognized Renato's fighting style. Faced with his troublesome assortment of shadow spells, she naturally intended to counter them with the appropriate divine spells.
But the Yochlol's casting windup with her holy symbol was painfully obvious. She had to finish reciting her prayer and wait for the purple light within the spider holy symbol to spread from its core into every groove before she could unleash the divine spell at full power.
Although that opening lasted only a second, it was enough for Renato, moving at his utmost speed, to seize a chance to counterattack.
The dazzling, thick beam continued pouring from Sinnaphyx's fingertips, sweeping across the entire ruin. Wherever it melted through, it left smooth, charred cuts. Fragments of the decaying structure melted into dark red liquid under the terrifying heat, flowing slowly down the broken walls.
The remnants of the dome collapsed in the light. Rubble crashed to the ground, and the resulting shock waves stirred the dust into a roiling curtain.
Before that happened, however, Renato had already made a gesture with his left hand. Thick white mist billowed from his cloak, enveloping him and carrying the Swordsman away an instant before the beam reached him.
Misty Step activated, and Renato instantly appeared twenty feet behind Sinnaphyx.
But he did not attack immediately. Instead, he pointed at his opponent, his tongue forming syllables no ordinary person could utter as he loudly proclaimed the demon's "doom."
"n'gha fhtagn!"
Blasphemous syllables spilled from a mortal throat, echoing again and again