VWUUUSHH!!!
Sephyr's mystical pressure surged, divine blessing amplifying her capabilities beyond what normal practitioners could achieve.
"Spirit Art, Purification Technique, Sequence #4: Sacred Flame!"
Holy fire erupted across the training field with intensity that made Rey's earlier techniques seem trivial by comparison.
Not the controlled demonstration from her group sparring—this was assault operating at scales that would overwhelm most Platinum-rank defenders.
The flames didn't simply burn.
They purified, seeking corruption and wrongness with predatory intelligence that suggested divine will guided their path.
'How excessive…' Rey chuckled to himself while growing increasingly wary of the direction of the battle.
Clearly, Sephyr meant what she said just a fee moments earlier.
She was not joking around any longer.
