Fiona smirked, boots skidding across a glowing rooftop as she raised both hands high.
"Fionyx—Divine Performance Authority. Let's end this act."
A flash of silver, orange, and gold light burst from her armor.
The world changed again.
The battlefield wasn't ruins anymore.
It was a stage.
Fireworks lit the sky. Rhythm lines pulsed across the ground.
Spotlights fell on Fiona like she was center stage at a galactic concert.
Her visor glowed. "Welcome to the final scene."
The fused enforcers growled in sync.
"You think you can win with lights and music?" the Moltrax brute shouted.
The Gorevile enforcer pointed his claw.
"You're just noise. Let's show you real pain."
Gorevile's fused body twitched.
The enforcer's arms bulged with new bone plates.
His claws extended, his spine rippled with exposed growths.
"Pain Ascension Mode," he said darkly. "No holding back."
He charged.
Fiona didn't flinch.
She raised her streamblades, letting them hum with music.
"Let's dance."
