As Judas's power reached its zenith, the very fabric of the Colosseum began to warp.
The air shimmered with conflicting energies, divine light clashing against infernal shadows.
The spectators held their breath, many shielding their eyes from the intensity of the display.
Nobunaga stood unmoving, his fire sword held at the ready, the blade dancing with spectral flames.
His eyes, sharp and calculating, never left Judas's form.
"Now, Betrayer," Nobunaga's voice cut through the chaos, "show me the full extent of your vaunted power."
Judas unleashed his ultimate attack.
A wave of pure energy, a mixture of divine retribution and infernal wrath, exploded outward.
It raced towards Nobunaga, threatening to obliterate everything in its path.
The Ringmaster's voice rose to a fever pitch. "Great galaxies and supernovas!
Judas is unleashing the kind of power that could rewrite the laws of physics!
