ZNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
A massive arc of blazing red flame and radiant storm light burst forth from Cain's halberd, tearing through the heavens like a blade made of chaos and purpose.
This devastating strike encapsulated every ounce of Cain's strength, refined fury, and the cosmic might of the Concept of Conquest. It surged toward Harkon with such raw destructive force that the very fabric of enhanced space-time seemed to tremble, rippling as if it were about to unravel.
The Inferno Daemon's eyes widened in shock and horror. There was no time to dodge, no margin for hesitation. Realizing the overwhelming power barreling toward him, Harkon summoned every last ounce of strength and willed a massive barrier into existence—a howling shield of spectral wraiths—that cloaked his body just before the arc made contact.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!"
