Beyond the Apocalypse

"Explode!" Orion shouted in rage as a massive burst of flaming energy emerged from her wings, sending Amara flying away and setting the room on fire.

That was a very Bloodline Ability from the angelic woman, allowing her to unleash a massive amount of fiery energy in a fraction of a second. It was clear that even if she was a Mage, Orion was not someone who would be helpless in a close-range fight.

The Royal Guard felt her internal organs trembling from the burst, and had it not been for the armor enhancing her defenses, the damage would have been much worse. Summoning every ounce of her agility, she twisted mid-air, her muscles coiling like springs, and landed with cat-like grace against the wall, her legs absorbing the brunt of the collision.

Despite her successful landing, Amara knew she was far from safe. Her eyes locked onto Orion, who now channeled all her fiery energy into a massive sphere of white flames above her head. The raw power of the spell was palpable, its heat distorting the air around it.

"Die, cockroach!" Orion’s scream was a mixture of rage and madness as she hurled the sphere of white flames toward Amara, disregarding the devastating consequences of such an explosion in the confined space.

Amara’s heart pounded, but her composure never wavered. She calculated her move with precision, using the momentum from her landing to propel herself sideways, narrowly evading the direct hit of the fiery sphere. The sphere exploded with a deafening roar, its shockwave engulfing the room in an inferno!

"BOOOOOMMMMM!"

The massive explosion shook the entire Strong Hammer Military Base. Flames consumed the penthouse, and the sound of shattering glass and crumbling walls filled the air. Outside, soldiers and angels alike paused, their eyes widening in horror and awe at the sheer destructive force unleashed by the white flames.

The angels’ shock and awe only increased as they saw how a figure propelled itself away from the penthouse and fell to the ground.