"There is no way in hell this is your true strength," Five said, the aura around his body continuing to grow. "Those who have my eyes on them could never be weak, could never accept defeat like you did, and that means you are a mistake."
The air around Five began to hum with intensity, the vibrations rippling outward as the ground quaked beneath him. The red aura enveloping his body deepened, shifting into a dark, ominous crimson that pulsed with raw power.
"And I don't make mistakes," Five declared, his voice steady and resolute.
In an instant, his aura surged upward, shooting into the sky like a pillar of crimson light, tearing through the oppressive black clouds above.
The sheer force of it sent waves of wind crashing outward, whipping up a storm of dust and debris that swirled violently around him.
