BOOOOM!!
Spear and swords crashed again, Blattier pressing Frey harder and harder.
"What good is this miserable struggle of yours, Frey Starlight?"
BOOOOM!!!
Another hit—Frey staggered farther back.
"You clearly can't defeat me. You can't even wound me, nor pierce this great shield tempered by the souls of millions."
BOOOOM!!!!
"Why keep fighting to deny the inevitable? In the end you'll die—just like every fool who ever dared stand against the Church of Purification."
Blattier kept talking—until Frey answered with an even greater surge of shadow-aura.
"I told you… you talk too much," Frey said.
Blattier's eyes flared white. "You're right. There's no need for words anymore."
His aura poured thicker, gathering at his spear's tip—
—and he unleashed a roaring beam of holy light straight into Frey's face, a torrent that erased the entire upper half of his body, down to exposed flesh and bone.
Blattier's power kept swelling; he was finally starting to master his new might.
