Chapter 1469 (2/2)

He narrowly dodged the thrust, but Mrs. Hamilton’s acute senses picked up that his leather armor began to sizzle from the proximity of the attack. Alana’s powerful image warped the surrounding air with a holy energy that was followed immediately by a blast of heat. But then Kayle’s right hand surged forward in counter-attack, aiming a thrust toward Alana’s heart.

The light around Alana intensified. Fire roared around her as she beat her wings a single time.

Puh!

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Before Kayle’s could respond, Alana unleashed a brutal cross-counter with her non-dominant hand that smashed into his cheek and knocked him into the ground. Kayle bounced once uncontrollably before he spun and righted himself. He glanced down at the knife in his right hand; it appeared the entire blade had melted before it could reach Alana.

Kayle’s face spasmed in an expression halfway between a confused frown and an excited smile, but he had to quickly toss the melted blade to the side and produce another as Alana descended down toward him like an approaching cataclysm.

Paolo flipped up onto his feet and glared up at Wivanya. His fighting spirit churned the air around him. He jabbed his finger forward. “If you block my way, one more time-”

He abruptly pulled his hand back as the massive jaws of Wivanya clicked shut right in front of him. Paolo was taller than the height of Wivanya’s jaws, but only by a small amount. Still, that transgression by the Frost Dragon Broodmother appeared to be the last straw. Paolo clenched his fists and yelled Haymaker, but was tossed sideways when Wivanya’s tail whipped into his waist from an unexpected angle. He skidded across the arena and dug quickly into the ground between the arena and the stands.

“You…” Paolo became incensed and the crowd seemed to respond to the shift in his mood. They roared their shared fury, detesting the constant interference by Wivanya. Paolo’s image gradually began to push back against Alana’s slow spread of the golden inferno. For her part, Wivanya cooly regarded Paolo while flicking her tail back in forth with all the contempt of a cat considering its human roommate. Then Wivanya turned and rushed to assist in Alana’s fight against Kayle.

Paolo growled and sprinted back across to the arena while Kayle gritted his teeth and spread his own image out. In a vast sea of darkness, a single line of light separated the two sides. As Alana and Wivnaya both surged toward him he slashed forward, aiming for the space directly between himself and Alana. “Vast Divide.”

Then, he turned around and pounced toward Wivanya.

Alana calmly raised her spear. Her wings beat again, throwing off ivory feathers that sizzled and caught fire from the inferno around her. “Sun Strike.”

Her entire right arm seemed to ignite in her trademark gold and orange flames as her spear surged forward toward the boundary line that Kayle had drawn. That spear encountered that divide and space seemed to screech in pain. Like a buzz saw brought against sheet metal, there was a great grinding noise and sparks shot out in every direction.

But ultimately, Alana took a step back with a look of surprise on her face. The lapping waves of fire that she released lost a bit of their bite. Mrs. Hamilton didn’t miss the smirk on Kayle’s face as he ducked underneath Wivayna’s tail and rushed in to wound the dragon. Paolo vaulted back onto the arena and moved to strike at Wivanya from behind.

When another few whips of the tail proved ineffective, Wivanya howled toward the sky. “Absolute Frost!”

There was a strange keening followed by the howling of the wind as the rapid temperature drop around the dragon churned through the surrounding air. A wind picked up across the whole of the stadium. Paolo was immediately blanketed by several inches of ice and crashed to the ground, where his new popsicle form skidded forward several feet. But then he appeared to use brute Strength explode out of his chilly prison in a burst of mist. Once more, he moved forward to continue his assault. Meanwhile, Kayle cut forward with his long knife. “Sever.”

Ice shrouded his blade and crept up his right arm, but largely his Skill protected him from Wivanya’s defense. Shaking his arm to dislodge the remain frost, he rushed forward.

But Absolute Frost had slowed the duo. Alana’s eyes narrowed. “Solar Flare. Sun Strike, Sun Strike, Sun Strike.”

BOOOOOOOOOM!

With brute force, Alana tore through Kayle’s barrier and surged toward the battle. The walls of flame trailing in her wake were almost two meters tall. Wivanya whipped her bulk around, bringing her claw slashing toward Paolo. He ducked to the side and then hopped over her follow-up tail whip. She had used the same pattern one too many times to catch him with it right now.

While in the air, he raised both hands above his head and grinned like a maniac as he flew forward. Although she twisted, Wivanya couldn’t avoid Paolo bringing his hands down powerfully on her side. Several scales in the area were shattered by the force of the blow. The dragon hissed in pain.

Meanwhile, Kayle was forced to plant his foot and turn around as the shimmering waves of heat caught up with him. “You won’t make it in time, Alana. Vast Divide.”

This time he used both knives when he slashed, creating a barrier that was so thick that it was visible to the naked eye. Alana laughed lightly as she raised her spear. “The Fourth Revelation: Divinity.”

Alana was the edge of the horizon and dawn had suddenly arrived. The pure light tore through everything in its path and seared into Kayle’s body before he could respond. Even the flames in the surroundings were extinguished, suffocated by that pure white light that she released.

For a second, she was the type of existence that truly held power over all others.