Conclusion

Elias’s body zoomed past the flesh rendering hooked claws of the beast like a bullet and found himself just above its beak at eye level.

Mimicking his smoldering fury, some of the wild Aeter gushing out of Elias’s body molded itself to his intent. A raging intent burning with an unhinged determination and will to destroy.

Setting itself aflame at the tip of Elias’s staff and through scarlet rivers streaking through the golden geyser of Elias’s natural Aeter, this energy blazed with as much heat as the fire element, if not more so.

As such, a golden comet tipped in scarlet approached the beast’s head at blinding speeds.

Without a second thought or a moment of hesitation, Elias applied every bit of energy, be it physical or magical to his attack, and rolled his body forward while letting the staff hang above him.

And finally, the strike connected.