A purple pillar exploded from the gothic woman as she shot towards Atticus like a torpedo. Atticus unleashed a crimson crescent slash that split the heavens.
Their collision birthed a shockwave that leveled the forest and terrain for kilometers.
Korosim and Neresa had to teleport even farther away from their initial positions to escape the blast.
As they appeared in the distance, they immediately pulled up the footage, and their eyes instantly narrowed.
"Just one strike," Korosim muttered, slightly disbelieving, and Neresa released a chuckle.
Through the screen, Iyress hovered just in front of Atticus, her hand pierced through his heart. There was a smile on her face, one of happiness. She would finally free his soul.
Just as she attempted to surround him with her aura, Atticus's body suddenly burst into a puff of light, vanishing from her front.
The eyes of Korosim and Neresa constricted.
Iyress's piercing scream voiced their thoughts.
"Fake!"
