Aengus tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he looked at the two. "Well, well. Isn't this a touching reunion? But I'm sorry; I'm not in the mood to talk to you two right now. See you, Saintess..."
With that, Aengus casually clenched the delicate hand of his feminine disguise, channeling his raw strength. The very air trembled under the sheer weight of his power.
Elyon and the Saintess stood frozen, speechless at the overwhelming energy radiating from him. An ominous premonition gripped their hearts.
"N-No, don't..." Elyon stammered, his face pale.
Without hesitation, the two fled the chamber, taking Valen's unconscious body with them in a desperate bid to escape.
And then—
"BOOOOOOOM!"
Aengus's solid punch landed on the magically reinforced ground, triggering an apocalyptic explosion at the point of impact.