Scarlet raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the chaotic fusion of auras now emanating from him. The flames around her danced, reflecting her cruel smile, but deep in her eyes, there was a spark of something else...
Respect? Curiosity? Perhaps both.
"Interesting..." she murmured. "You really want to die in style, don't you, boy?"
Strax's swords vibrated in his hands, reacting to his growing strength. His aura, though unstable, pulsed with an intensity that seemed to defy logic itself. The ground began to crack beneath his feet, and the wind swirled around him like a chaotic whirlwind.
"You're going to explode, you idiot!" Ouroboros screamed in his mind, but the voice was drowned out by the adrenaline roaring in his ears.
"Shut up!" Strax shot back mentally, gritting his teeth. "I need this! If I don't go beyond, I'll never even touch her!"
