Elise's POV
I had honestly stopped trying to understand what was happening on the battlefield several minutes ago.
At some point during the fight, things had moved so far beyond normal combat that trying to analyze it felt completely pointless. There was only so much logic you could apply before you had to accept that what you were looking at was simply absurd.
The landscape stretched out before me, but calling it the same battlefield where the fight had started felt almost dishonest.
Massive craters covered the ground in every direction.
Entire sections of terrain had been erased so thoroughly that it looked as if they had never existed in the first place.
Dark mana lingered throughout the air, refusing to disperse and hanging over everything like a storm that had decided it wasn't finished yet.
Even from where I stood, far away from the center of the battle, I could still feel the pressure generated by every collision.
The air itself continued to tremble from the force.
