The air above Inferna Hollow split apart with a chorus of explosions.
BOOOM!
KABOOOM!
BABABABAM!~
Within a couple of minutes, half the floating islands that once scattered in the molten abyss had already crumbled into ash and rubble. Above the shattered terrain, in a blazing ballet of fury and flame, Auren and the colossal beast Vulkris clashed again and again.
Human against King Beast. Fire against Fire
Each impact between them distorted the air itself. Lava surged like tidal waves beneath their feet, and the sky pulsed with blinding heat. Fire was no longer just an element—it was the battlefield.
"Master, I have a question," Bigbird's voice echoed calmly in Auren's mind, even as his body twisted mid-air, leaving a trail of golden flame behind.
"Make it quick," Auren grunted, his blade slicing across Vulkris's shoulder as they passed in a streak of light.
"Instead of us, why didn't the Primordial Beast just finish off Vulkris himself?"
