Sirik's eyes burned with silver flames as his bloodline burst with power, allowing every single sword strike to unleash until the last iota of strength in his cells.
Beleth resisted with all his power, but the Astral Fiend's momentum had reached such a massive level that he could do nothing but crash into the ground. The bones on his arms kept cracking under the immense pressure of those sword strikes, and despite not firing a single attack, his energy was running dangerously low since he used it to heal his body.
Sirik did not stop attacking with killing fierceness even when they reached the ground. His muscles bulged as he tightened the grip on his swords and continued hacking toward Beleth.
"¡BOOM!"
"¡BOOM!"
"¡BOOM!"
