Julian's breathing deepened, steady, sharp, and controlled—as he tightened his grip on his blade. Sparks crackled across his armor, crawling along his skin like living lightning.
Then, the ground split beneath his feet.
A deafening crack echoed through the battlefield as storm clouds spiraled above them, drawn by his aura.
"Let's end this," Julian growled, raising his sword high.
The air twisted, charged with electricity. Bolts of lightning rained down around him, merging into a colossal current that descended from the heavens itself. The storm bent to his will. The earth trembled.
"[Heaven's Descent]!"
The sky erupted.
A blinding surge of lightning engulfed the battlefield, forming a massive dragon-shaped arc that screamed toward Leo.
Leo's eyes widened, but then narrowed, burning with defiance. His aura flared violently, divine and feral. Golden veins pulsed across his skin as his insect carapace thickened, gleaming under the electric storm.
