The End of War
From the portal, the Rank 5 Frederick looked on with horror as death approached him slowly but surely, seeming to feel his entire body disintegrating from the ground up. However, a red beam clashed with that black light, causing an explosion that negated both energies.
The portal slowly closed with the pale-faced Rank 5 Frederick regaining his senses and falling to his butt, and in the space where the portal used to be, the real War God Frederick was glaring at Draco with burning eyes. He took back his lance and scoffed coldly.
"Petty parlor tricks. It is interesting though, that this genuinely affects spacetime since I now possess memories altered from their original, showing that I was once on the brink of death," Frederick commented casually, as if the one who nearly died wasn't him.
"Hm? Weren't you screaming in fear earlier? Why are you now acting like the unruffled last boss?" Draco asked callously, not caring about his opponent's pride.