Chapter 111: The Embers of the Forge
The blazing inferno of crimson and gold completely enveloped the Astral Arbiter.
My newly awakened Law of Emotional Radiance fed directly on my apocalyptic fury. The more the faceless entity thrashed and screamed, the hotter the flames burned.
"Make it stop!" the Arbiter shrieked, its telepathic voice breaking into agonizing static.
It tried to warp the space around itself to escape. It tried to impose the concept of Distance to flee from my grasp.
But the Fire of Rage did not just burn physical matter. It actively incinerated the very concepts the boss tried to wield. The spatial distortion melted into nothingness before it could even form.
I stepped forward, my heavy boots leaving glowing footprints of molten slag on the chessboard.
"You wanted to play with my mind," I stated, my voice echoing with terrifying, absolute resonance. "Now you get to feel every single ounce of the pain you inflicted on my family."
