"Sealing Art: Shadow Bind!"
She slammed her palm downward, and the moment her feet touched the ground, the seal vanished beneath the surface.
For half a second, nothing happened.
Then—
Black ropes of energy erupted from the earth, coiling around the Vulcan Beasts like living snakes.
*Scraaaa* *Scraaaa**Scraaaa*
The creatures screeched, struggling, but the bindings held firm. Their massive claws scraped against the rocky ground, tails whipping wildly, but it was useless.
"Now!" Artaigne shouted.
Rael and Eon met each other's gaze for a heartbeat—then charged forward, summoning their Soul Cards as their battle truly began.
Rael's Death Scythe materialized in his grasp—a twisted yet majestic weapon. Dark energy pulsed through its sleek black blade, yet a layer of golden light coated its surface, creating a strange contrast. Corruption and divinity were intertwined in one form.
