Time seemed to slow as the lethal beams found their mark, striking Raveus directly in the face. The intensity of the lasers was unfathomable, instantly melting through flesh, bone, and sinew. Raveus's skull disintegrated under the searing heat, his eyeballs liquefied, and his body reduced to a grotesque mush of blood and tissue. The stench of burning flesh hung heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smell of death.
Berthold and Germund, frozen in horror, watched their comrade's gruesome demise unfold before their eyes. Panic surged through their veins, and in a desperate bid for survival, they turned to flee, their fear-stricken voices piercing the stifling silence.
"Run! We can't defeat him! He's not a human, but a monster! He's an SS-rank, not what A-ranks life us can resist!!" they screamed, their words laced with raw terror. But before they could take a single step, Fein's power manifested once more, demonstrating his absolute control over space itself.
