"You little shit!" Goldker roared, his voice trembling with rage as his clenched fists glowed with Star Power. The energy around him crackled violently, a clear manifestation of his unrestrained fury.
Cain's smile widened, a mocking glint flashing in his golden eyes. With a deliberate motion, the Spear of Doom materialized in his free hand, its energy radiating an oppressive force. "If you think my wounds make me vulnerable, try me. Let's see who breaks first, little man."
Goldker's face twisted further in anger, and his body surged forward instinctively. But before he could take a single step, an overwhelming aura erupted from Ariel.
The crushing pressure swept across the area like a tidal wave, suppressing everyone present.
"Enough!" Ariel's voice boomed with authority, amplified by his Wind Star Power. The air itself seemed to obey his will, growing dense and suffocating under his command.
