The clash unfolded in the skies, their figures barely visible as they streaked through the air at incomprehensible speeds. Each movement carried a force that made the air ripple and roar, creating sonic booms that echoed for miles.
Asmodeus rushed forward, his hand glowing with dark purple energy that sparked and hissed like fire on water.
He sent a wave of energy ripping through the air, leaving a deep tear in its wake. The attack exploded with a loud boom, lighting up the sky in a purple glow that spread in wild, uneven flashes.
But Reign was completely unharmed. At the last possible moment, he vanished, reappearing several meters to the side with a faint smirk.
"You'll have to do better than that," Reign teased.
The devil general clicked his tongue in irritation. He had expected an easy victory, but his opponent was proving to be far more difficult to handle.
