"Third Form – Fist of the Vermilion Bird!"
William spun, his body igniting with blazing war intent. His fist launched upward, cloaked in fire that birthed a vermilion bird of immense wingspan. The bird screamed as it soared through the sky, wings ablaze, slicing through the abyss above.
The Vermilion Bird slammed into the Abyssal Eclipse itself, burning away a chunk of the swirling black sun. The flames illuminated the ruined city for the first time since Ballion had darkened it.
But Ballion roared in defiance, his claws condensing into a spear of pure abyssal energy. He hurled it through the bird's chest, scattering its flames. Though diminished, the Abyssal Eclipse endured.
"Fourth Form – Fist of the Black Tortoise!"
