The black that devours everything and the red that burns it all, when the strengths of two different dragon species fully amalgamated, what was born was a punch resembling the collapse of the heavens.
Under Florecia's fist, the dazzling light released by the blades shattered as if it were mere paper, and the space ahead fractured with darkness, all being ground into ash.
Even if it were merely sheer strength, once it reached a certain level, its might could even destroy space itself.
"Sister Wei'er, she's really amazing..."
On the grounds of the estate, Aina, who had witnessed Florecia's punch firsthand, sincerely admired her strength.
Wei'er silently nodded.
That was a realm they could perhaps never reach, no matter how hard they tried in their lifetimes.
Such a powerhouse as an enemy would keep one up at night, but as a companion, she was the most comforting presence.
Was she an enemy, or a comrade?