Zelthrax's voice echoed through the void, resonating with a malevolent force. It was but a single word, and yet the power it held was immense. "Abyssal Maelstrom."
As she unleashed the Abyssal Maelstrom, the stars around them seemed to flicker and dim. A massive black hole, pulsating with dark energy, formed at the epicenter of her power. It threatened to consume everything in its vicinity, its gravitational pull distorting time and space.
If this was not stopped, the entire region of the galaxy might be consumed. How did Zelthrax did this? Based on his knowledge, this kind of power would need immense amount of mana.
Aldred, facing this new and terrifying manifestation of Zelthrax's power, knew he had to act quickly. He extended his hands, channeling his own mastery of spatial magic to counter the gravitational pull of the black hole. "As if I'll let you!"