Hercules
As the two figures in the sky clashed, Jett watched as the dragon soared out of the way of what came next: crashing down like a meteor upon the battlefield, the Spirit of Fire incurred a colossal blast of fire, expanding forth and wiping out hundreds of husks in an instant.
"--!"
The shock waves from the grand explosion swept far and wide, interrupting those who fought in the war against the undead.
Jiao picked himself up, just to have to brace down as the heated wind swept past, "Damn…!"
From the source of the fiery explosion, akin to an atomic impact, a crater was left, surrounded by charred soil.
Still, Hyun managed to pick himself up, brushing the dust off of him as he was immediately confronted by the towering Spirit of Fire as Ifrit slammed his hands down.
Blazing pillars erupted from the ground, unpredictable and volatile, surrounding the Dark Harbinger with unmatched heat.