The flaming blades, one after another, rained down on Ereg, not allowing him to dodge or escape anywhere. All he could do was defend himself and try to destroy the flaming blades that used the full power of the Peace Nightmare.
In fact, Ereg wasn't going to run anywhere. He knew it was dangerous, but it was also an opportunity to evolve further! After all, his blue ghost was different from all the others and took a long time to reach the peak of its power.
'Come on... Just a little more...' Ereg inwardly muttered, reflecting the second flaming blade of many, 'Just a few more particles, and I'll reach the next stage!'
Nila watched her king's battle with a trembling gaze and a look filled with anxiety. To her, everything was happening very slowly, and somehow, she could discern Ereg's every move.
She saw the first flaming blades leaving burns on Ereg's body, and the flaming sparks falling on his skin, trying to burn it.
