Crimson mana swallowed the battlefield.
The moment Izzea released her skill, the ruined streets disappeared beneath a tide of blood-red energy that tore through buildings, shattered stone, and ripped apart everything in its path. Zeref immediately thrust both hands forward, black flames erupting from his palms as multiple layers of fire condensed into a barrier between them.
The collision shook the entire floor.
Heat and crimson energy exploded outward.
The barrier lasted only seconds before cracks spread across its surface.
Zeref clicked his tongue and abandoned it before it shattered completely, propelling himself backward with an explosion of dark fire beneath his feet.
The barrier detonated an instant later.
A shockwave swept across the battlefield.
Izzea emerged from the explosion without slowing down.
She was already moving.
Already attacking.
Already closing the distance.
That was the biggest difference between her and Villion.
Villion analyzed.
Izzea hunted.
