Chapter 242: THE CLASH BELOW
The grand hall had become a tempest of destruction, the air thick with dust and the echoes of chaos. All that could be seen of Luna and Number 8's battle were streaks of green and silver light, the clashing of their powers tearing apart the remaining structures of the once-proud palace.
Sparks flew with every collision, crackling in the air like miniature fireworks. Each strike carried the weight of immense power, shaking the ground beneath their feet and threatening to bring down part of the castle entirely.
Number 8's green aura flared menacingly as she spun her trident, its edges slicing through the air with a sharp whistle. Her molten golden eyes darted across the battlefield, catching a glimpse of movement from the corner of her vision. Her gaze locked on the strange wood-like creature moving swiftly across the hall. Its massive branches cradled the Archon, and on its back rode Yue, Litty, Mariana, and Sir Richard.