"Immortal Phoenix..." Aella whispered, her breath catching as she watched the scene unfold. "But how... how could he wield such fire?"
Her words barely left her lips when Rufus shot toward the sky again, rage etched into every line of his face. His wings spread wide, glimmering with celestial power, but they seemed dim next to the radiant blaze enveloping Lyon.
"Bastard!" Rufus roared, fists clenched tight as he surged toward Lyon with all his fury.
Lyon stood his ground, smirking as the seraph rushed at him. "A seraph, and you fight like a novice? That's disappointing," he taunted, brushing some ash from his sleeve. "Guess I'll have to teach you some respect."
With a blaze of golden fire, Lyon met Rufus's incoming punch head-on. Their fists collided, the sound of impact reverberating like thunder. But it wasn't just strength that Rufus felt—it was the scorching heat that spread from Lyon's hand, searing his skin like molten lava.
