Unison: Divine Exclusive Skill—Combat Mode.
It was my trump card, the skill that pushed my body beyond its limits, but…I'm already on empty.
Using Combat Mode in this state was nothing short of suicide.
Yet I had no choice. I gritted my teeth, my body trembling as I reached deep into my very core—forcing out every last ounce of strength left.
The celestial expanse around us pulsed. The abyssal flames raged.
And for a moment… the two domains stood at a perfect, trembling balance.
Ignisar's smirk faltered just slightly.
"Tch. You just won't break, will you?"
I forced a smirk. "Neither will you."
Then—a sudden surge of electricity erupted.
It wasn't mine. It wasn't from Fafnir. It came from The Beneath One himself.
His body jerked violently, a sharp, uncontrolled tremor running through him.
His fingers spasmed.His grip loosened.
And before he could comprehend what had happened—I wrenched myself free.
