Reymond, filled with ambition and madness, stood in the midst of a battlefield that bore witness to his evil power. Fully convinced that his strength surpassed all, he conjured a giant magic circle in the air. The circle shimmered with dark energy, radiating a terrifying aura. From the circle, flashes of black lightning surged toward Alaric, destroying everything in their path. The deafening roar echoed, shaking the ground and amplifying the fear in the hearts of those who watched. "You will be crushed by a power even the gods fear!" Reymond shouted, his voice full of pride and anger, his eyes glowing with a dreadful red light.