Chapter 21: Voban Rage & Army of Darkness!
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Dark clouds choked the sky above the Balkan Peninsula, the air thick with the rumble of thunder and the flash of lightning.
Voban stood facing Haru on the muddy ground, his expression calm but his emerald eyes blazing with fury. As his anger surged, the Sky responded, unleashing a furious storm of thunder and lightning.
Haru blinked his deep gray eyes, seemingly unconcerned by Voban's wrath. He picked up his severed arm, pressing it against the wound, and whispered an incantation, activating his Authority. "O Earth, grant me the power of life!"
In an instant, the arm reattached itself seamlessly.
Haru flexed his hand, confirming its full restoration, then turned his gaze to the old man standing twenty meters away - the oldest Campione, Sasha Dejanstahl Voban.
Lightning bolts crackled across the ravaged basin. The remaining conscious witches watched the two Devil Kings face off, despair gnawing at their hearts.
They had just endured a harrowing summoning ritual, only to be caught in the crossfire of a battle between kings. Could their fate be any crueler?
Among the group of women, Liliana supported the trembling Mariya Yuri, watching the confrontation with a wry smile. *That King... he actually came here? And he stole Marquis Voban's prize!*