Chapter 74 - 73: The Storm and the Abyss
"Still standing, demon. How disappointing."
The explosion’s aftermath rained lightning and backlash through the shattered skies of Armathor. Chairman Ethella emerged from the atmospheric blast scorched but unfazed, storm magic crackling around his form like armor.
His midnight robes were singed at the edges where dimensional fire had touched fabric. Silver hair whipped in the winds while his eyes blazed with power that could reshape weather patterns across continents.
The commander’s desperate gambit had failed. Atmospheric compression required precision that dimensional entities couldn’t achieve in unfamiliar reality. Ethella’s mastery of natural forces exceeded alien understanding of physical laws.
"Your tricks grow predictable," Ethella said while gathering storm clouds around his position. "Observe true mastery."
The aerial battlefield became unstable as storm magic and dimensional forces violently warped surrounding air currents. Gravity fluctuated in nauseating waves while electromagnetic fields shifted through impossible configurations.
Below them, Armathor’s citizens watched their sky tear apart above their heads. Lightning moved in spirals that defied physics. Rain fell upward before changing direction mid-flight. The aurora borealis blazed in colors that belonged to other spectrums entirely.
Chairman Ethella unleashed high-order storm techniques ranging from Lightning vortexes spun around his form while air pressure spheres compressed atmosphere into visible weapons.
Wind arcs sliced through dimensional barriers like blades through silk. Each technique forced the commander to retreat upward toward the stratosphere where oxygen grew thin and reality became more malleable.
"You flee like the coward you are," Ethella called as his adversary gained altitude. "Face justice for your crimes against this dimension."
The commander responded by using dimensional phasing to fracture parts of the sky itself. Brief portals opened to unstable realms that shot chaotic energy downward in streams of impossible color.