Meylin glanced at the black box with a pensive expression. Even without peering inside, she could feel the clash unfolding within—two existences whose very presence distorted reality.
Cain was powerful, far beyond what most beings in the Second Realm could comprehend, yet Zarazel was no weakling. As a True Depravita of Fear who had already reached the Alpha–Omega Overgod Rank, Zarazel possessed Redemption Incarnation, granting him access to the Power of Fear.
That was a cosmic power that allowed him to crippled ArchDeities with a single touch. That alone made him a terrifying opponent, one capable of standing at the peak of the Crimson World's hierarchy.
Given all that, it would not be easy to determine a winner, and the battle could last for hours, maybe even days. Or at least that was what Meylin thought.
Less than ten seconds passed.
Then Meylin's eyes flared with brilliant scarlet light.
