"ROAR!"

"ROOOAAAR!"

…

"Venom Orb!"

Seraphina let out a thunderous roar, her voice shaking the battlefield as raw, violent energy exploded from her body like a tidal wave.

In an instant, a swirling orb of venom-infused energy formed in her clawed hand—dark green, pulsing, and radiating a deadly aura. But more than that, the sheer power it gave off was terrifying—far beyond anything The Dark Sovereign had unleashed earlier. Her Abyssal Orb? It didn't even come close.

"No! No way—this can't be happening!"

The Dark Sovereign's eyes went wide, pupils contracting in shock. Her face twisted in disbelief.

She couldn't accept it. She wouldn't accept it.

How the hell was Seraphina this strong?!

Why?

How?!

But before she could even process what was happening—

FWOOOSH!

The Venom Orb was already flying toward her, screaming through the air like a meteor of death.

SSSSSSHHHHHHH!

BOOOOOOM!

The impact was deafening. The orb slammed down with a force that shook the very fabric of space, sending shockwaves in every direction. The ground cracked. The air rippled. The sky itself seemed to tremble.

"ABYSSAL SURGE!"

The Dark Sovereign screamed, activating her innate ability. A torrent of dark energy surged from her body, forming a massive wave of shadowy spheres that collided head-on with Seraphina's attack.

THOOM!

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!

The two forces clashed in a cataclysmic explosion, the shockwave ripping through the battlefield like a hurricane of destruction. The very air screamed as space fractured under the pressure.

But even with all that—

The difference in power was obvious.

Seraphina's Venom Orb tore through the Abyssal Surge like it was paper, punching straight through the wall of darkness and slamming directly into The Dark Sovereign's chest.

SSSSSSHHHHHH!

The orb exploded on impact, and the venomous energy surged into her body, invading her flesh, her blood, her very soul.

"AAAGHHHH!"

The Dark Sovereign shrieked in agony, stumbling back, her face contorted in pain and disbelief.

"This… this isn't possible! Why?! How are you this strong?! I don't believe it!"

She screamed in rage, in denial, as she fumbled for a glowing blue orb from her belt. She slammed it against her wound, and instantly, the injury began to heal—flesh knitting back together, the venom being purged.

A healing artifact. Probably rare. Probably priceless.

But even as her body recovered, her eyes burned with hatred.

She glared at Seraphina with venom of her own—then turned.

And ran.

She actually turned her back and tried to flee.

But Seraphina wasn't about to let her go.

"ROOOAAAR!"

She threw her head back and unleashed a roar that shook the heavens. But this wasn't just any roar—it carried with it the crushing force of her draconic bloodline.

Dragon's Majesty.

A racial ability. A gift of her lineage.

And in that moment, the air itself seemed to freeze.

The soundwave hit The Dark Sovereign like a wall of pure dominance. Her body locked up mid-step, frozen in place, her limbs refusing to move. Her power stopped flowing. Her aura flickered and died.

She was paralyzed—completely and utterly suppressed.

That was the terrifying power of Dragon's Majesty.

Against anyone weaker than her—especially non-dragons—it was devastating.

And The Dark Sovereign?

She was strong, yes.

But not strong enough.

Not anymore.

Now, she was just prey.

"No…"

The Dark Sovereign's pupils dilated, her breath catching in her throat. Deep in her eyes, fear finally surfaced.

She knew exactly what Dragon's Majesty was. She understood the suppression wouldn't last long—not on someone of her level. But that wasn't the problem.

The problem was… she couldn't run.

She couldn't escape.

And if she stayed?

She was no match for Seraphina.

So what now?

She was trapped.

And if this dragged on even a little longer, there was only one outcome left for her—

Death.

"Hmph."

"I told you—trying to run? Too bad. You're not going anywhere."

Seraphina's voice was cold, final. She didn't give her enemy even a second more.

In a flash, she was in front of her.

BOOM!

Her fist slammed into The Dark Sovereign's back like a meteor strike.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The shockwaves rippled outward, thunderous and violent, as Seraphina's raw power surged through The Dark Sovereign's body, tearing through her from the inside out.

And then—

She exploded.

Shattered into fragments of flesh and bone, obliterated on the spot.

"The Dark Sovereign!"

"No—!"

"Run! RUN! We can't beat her! She's too strong! Get out of here!"

…

The moment her subordinates saw what happened, panic erupted.

They broke ranks, fleeing in every direction like terrified animals.

But then—

BOOOOM!

A sudden, overwhelming force surged through the battlefield, and in an instant, the fleeing soldiers were reduced to nothing but red mist—blown apart by a blast of raw power.

From the shadows, two towering figures stepped forward.

Both of them radiated the unmistakable aura of SSS-class Crimson Ultimate heroes.

"Damn. Looks like we were a little late," one of them muttered, eyes narrowing as he looked at the carnage. "The Dark Sovereign's already dead?"

"Pfft. She was trash anyway. Doesn't matter. If we kill this one, we'll make up for it, won't we?" the other said with a twisted grin. "Heh… yeah. Let's do it. Let's kill her."

They both started walking toward Seraphina, grinning like wolves closing in on a wounded deer.

But just as they were about to strike—

A flash of light split the sky.

And from above, a new figure descended—Ataneya.

She hovered in the air, her presence radiating cold fury, her eyes locked on the two men below.

"Well, well… you two seem pretty damn cocky," she said, voice sharp as a blade. "So tell me again—who exactly were you planning to kill?"

Her gaze narrowed, glowing with killing intent.

"You…"

One of the men's expressions shifted instantly. He could feel it—this woman wasn't ordinary. Her power was on par with Seraphina's. Another Tier 14 SSS-class Crimson Ultimate.

"Tch. Another one? Fine. We'll take you both on."

"Yeah. We'll kill you too. What, didn't you hear me?!"

With a roar, one of them lunged at Ataneya, his body blurring as he charged forward, fists glowing with dark energy.

But Ataneya didn't flinch.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOOOOOM!

The two clashed midair, their powers colliding in a storm of explosions. The shockwaves tore through the battlefield, kicking up dust and debris as their innate abilities slammed into each other.

But it was clear—

Ataneya was stronger.

SSSSHHHHH…

The air twisted. Space warped.

And then—Ataneya's innate ability activated.

A massive blood-red lightning claw tore through the sky, descending like divine judgment.

CRACK!

It slammed into her opponent, raking across his body and ripping through flesh and armor alike.

"AAAGHHH!"

The man screamed as chunks of his body were torn away, blood spraying into the air.

"Shit! What are you doing?! Help me!" he shouted, panic in his voice.

His partner gritted his teeth and charged in to assist—but just as he moved—

ROOOAAAR!

Seraphina struck again.

Dragon's Majesty exploded from her body, and in an instant, the second attacker froze mid-charge, locked in place by the overwhelming pressure of her draconic aura.

He couldn't move.

Couldn't breathe.

Couldn't even think.

And Ataneya?

She smiled coldly.

She surged forward, her magic flaring violently, the blood-red lightning claw growing even more savage.

SHHHHRRRIP!

With a single, brutal strike, she brought the claw down from above—straight through her opponent's back.

CRACK!

The claw pierced through his spine, ripping it out in one clean, horrifying motion.