Izashi’s Condensed Devil power

Izashi hovered in mid-air, his fiery aura radiating with the ominous power of destruction, while Kokabiel, the mighty fallen angel, floated opposite him, his Holy Aura taking the form of a towering knight.

The tension in the atmosphere was palpable, and even though Rias, Akeno, and the others had unleashed their strongest attacks earlier, Kokabiel hadn't even flinched.

His dark wings beat gently, keeping him aloft as he stared down his foes with supreme confidence.

Meanwhile, Sona and the rest had been preparing for their attacks, but before they could act, Izashi spoke, his voice carrying a strange mix of excitement and anticipation. "Good power," he mused, grinning. "Finally, someone strong enough to give me a challenge."

A ripple of energy burst from his body, and a miniature Phoenix formed, its flames interwoven with the Power of Destruction.

The temperature around Izashi spiked, the air crackling with heat and danger.

Kokabiel, in contrast, maintained his calm demeanor as his Holy Aura intensified, the knightly figure surrounding him sharpening its outline.

The sword it held gleamed with a divine light, making Kokabiel feel as if his power had been elevated to another level.

He considered whether, with this strength, he could even challenge Azazel—but now, staring down Izashi, a devil of immense potential, he felt the thrill of battle pulse through him.

The Holy Magic swirling around him had always been especially effective against devils, and Kokabiel felt an overwhelming certainty that he would win this fight.

"You're far too arrogant if you think you can win with just tricks like that," Kokabiel remarked, his voice steady but filled with derision.

Izashi let out a chuckle, the sound growing into loud laughter. "Tricks? You fool, that's my magic. In the same way, I could call that overgrown piece of metal in your hand a trick. What are you without that sword? Just a weak, 10-winged fallen angel, running for his life."

Kokabiel's eyes narrowed at the insult, but before he could respond, the sound of a scream tore through the battlefield.

On the ground below, Valor—another fallen angel, severely injured and desperate—had seized Asia in his grip, holding her hostage as a shield.

Asia's green eyes were wide with terror as she struggled against his hold, her small hands clawing at the arm wrapped around her throat.

"Ahh!" she screamed, her cry drawing the attention of everyone below. Rias, Akeno, Kiba, and Koneko reacted immediately, preparing to rush to her aid, but Issei was the first to act.

"Listen, you dumb idiot!" Issei roared, his voice shaking with fury. "Let Asia go this instant or I swear, I won't stop pounding you into dust even after your bones have been ground to powder!"

Issei's Balance Breaker surged with power as a dragonic aura flared around him, its intensity trying to suppress Valor, but the fallen angel remained unfazed. His eyes were cold, calculating as he tightened his grip on Asia.

"That's a bluff," Valor sneered. "You wouldn't dare touch me while I have her. You know full well that I could snap her neck in a second. So, do you dare come at me? Do you—"

Before he could finish his threat, a black figure blurred into view, and in an instant, Valor's head was cleanly severed from his body.

His lifeless corpse collapsed to the ground, and Asia was freed from his grasp. Kuroka stood behind where Valor had been, her sharp claws gleaming in the moonlight, and her eyes, normally playful, were filled with cold rage.

Asia trembled in shock for a moment, her body shaking from the sudden violence before she ran into Issei's arms, tears welling up in her eyes. She turned to Kuroka and stammered, "Th-Thank you, Kuroka-san."

Issei, still holding Asia protectively, gave a respectful bow toward Kuroka. "I can't thank you enough for stepping in. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to save Asia without someone getting hurt."

Kuroka waved her hand dismissively, her usual smug grin returning. "No problem, nya~. I was just worried about my little Shirone here."

Her gaze shifted to her sister, Koneko, who stood silently nearby. "If she'd been hurt, cutting that bastard's head off wouldn't have been enough to calm me down, nya~!"

Issei flinched at her intensity, but he quickly nodded. Kuroka's expression, though, grew serious as she turned her gaze skyward, where Izashi and Kokabiel were clashing.

"Now, what's the plan for helping him, nya~? That sword Kokabiel is using… it's bad news, and this guy's one of the top fallen angels. It's not going to be easy."

Izashi, still locked in combat above, had been keeping an eye on the events below. When he saw that Kuroka had safely dealt with the situation and returned Asia to safety, he called out to them. "Kuroka! Rias! Get them out of here, now!"

Rias opened her mouth to argue, but Izashi's voice cut through with force. "I said now! It's an order!"

Both women hesitated for a moment, but they knew better than to disobey Izashi in a situation like this. He wasn't one to give an order lightly, and if he wanted them gone, it was because he had something planned.

Kuroka quickly gathered them together, and they flew a safe distance away, far enough to watch the fight unfold without getting caught in the destruction.

Once they landed, Kuroka used her Senjutsu to form a protective barrier around them.

Koneko watched her sister work with wide eyes. "Senjutsu can be used like that?" she murmured. Koneko had always been reluctant to learn the art, but seeing it in action like this made her reconsider. She clenched her fists, determined to master it someday.

Up in the sky, the battle raged on. Izashi and Kokabiel had clashed several times already, each blow sending shockwaves through the air.

Though Izashi's power was immense, the holy magic surrounding Kokabiel's sword was proving more harmful to his devil magic than he had expected.

It was a constant battle of attrition, and for now, Kokabiel seemed to have the upper hand.

Still, Izashi was biding his time. He needed to wait until Rias, Kuroka, and the others were far enough away. Finally, he saw them in the distance, safe behind Kuroka's barrier.

A grin spread across his face. "The stage is set," he muttered to himself. "Now it's just you and me."

The massive Phoenix aura surrounding him began to shrink, condensing tightly around his body. Though the flames were smaller now, the power they radiated was even more intense, focused like a laser.

Kokabiel's eyes widened slightly as he watched. He knew full well how dangerous that Phoenix was when it was large, and now, with its power condensed, Izashi was about to become an even deadlier opponent.

Izashi opened his red eyes, calm and determined. "Round two, Kokabiel. Let's see how well you handle this."

Kokabiel didn't waste any time. He dispelled the humanoid knight figure surrounding him, mimicking Izashi by compressing his holy aura around his own body.

The power boost he received was incredible, and for a brief moment, both fighters vanished, reappearing in a flash of light as they collided in the center of the sky.

Izashi swung a karate chop toward Kokabiel's head, but the fallen angel blocked it skillfully with his sword.

They vanished again, reappearing a short distance away, this time with Izashi blocking a sword strike with his arm. The two were a blur of motion, each move fast and precise, each strike carrying the weight of their immense power.

Izashi kicked toward Kokabiel's midsection, but Kokabiel leaped back, avoiding the blow. In retaliation, Kokabiel lunged forward, aiming a punch at Izashi's gut. The hit landed solidly, forcing Izashi to grunt in pain. Kokabiel smirked, but his confidence was short-lived.

Izashi's hand shot out, grabbing Kokabiel's wrist with an iron grip. "You're not getting away," Izashi growled, tightening his hold. Kokabiel tried to pull back, but Izashi's strength kept him locked in place.

With his free hand, Kokabiel slashed with his sword, aiming to force Izashi to retreat. However, Izashi surprised him by catching the blade with his bare hand.

The power of the Phoenix magic and the Power of Destruction warred against the holy energy of Excalibur, and Izashi's palm began to bleed as the two forces clashed.

But Izashi didn't care. His eyes gleamed with ruthless intent as he pulled Kokabiel in closer and delivered a savage knee strike to his gut.

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