Too old

"I bid thee, farewell Flint Maysheather!" The devil declared- as wings sprouted behind her and her appearance changed once more- red eyes, purple translucent skin, and that amazing body- almost divine in a sense.

A black sphere formed next to her.

The giant ball of flames kept on descending-

Slowly.

Each second, the temperature increased- and it sufficed to say- they were going to be long dead before that thing actually fell and wiped out everything off the map.

"Can we stop that thing?" Arack asked.

"It'll take some time but I'll cast Aqua Domain, should at least protect us."

"What about city and-?" Flint managed.

He looked up, up at the demon but couldn't maintain his focus thanks to how bright the damn fireball was.

"I suppose no one would be safe-" Erweine managed… biting her lips.

"Would thunderclouds help you destroy that thing?"

Clouds= Rain.

There weren't many clouds in the sky though.