—Back in the Greyad Plains on the outskirts of the Darknar forest.
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Azalea stood in the air frozen in place. His last attack had contained almost all of his immensely vast energy and yet, he could not keep the embodiment of death down for the count as it had got back up as though nothing had happened.
Seeing his most powerful attack being shrugged off as though it meant nothing, his mind broke as he could no longer resist his fate. However, perhaps it was because of his pride as an Arch Devil or maybe his ego, but he suddenly felt a burst of rage boiling from deep m within him, how could he— the great Arch Devil Azalea— how could he just accept this fate like a weakling.
Impossible! There was no way he could allow such disgrace.
[You absolute Bastards! Even if I can't win this time, I refuse to lose here! If I die, I'm taking everyone with me!]
•Annihilation Exploding Wave•
