High above the battlefield, beneath the scarlet heavens,
a crimson eye opened in the void ..
vast, malevolent, and unblinking.
It gazed upon the Souls of all living beings beneath it,
a presence both mesmerizing and terrifying.
With a single glance from that eye,
the wounds Frey had inflicted upon Wesker vanished instantly,
as though he had never been harmed at all.
At the same time,
those who met the gaze of that eye began to die where they stood ..
their Souls unraveling into nothingness.
"That was a fine strike," Wesker said calmly,
lifting his head toward the sky.
"I assume it's the same one that defeated Zibar...
and shattered the moon itself."
Indeed, Frey Starlight had reached an astonishing level ..
even without officially breaching the SSS rank.
Such was the result of wielding a body carrying the potential
of a warrior as great as Nameless himself.
But before Wesker, even that power was not enough.
