Meliradal faced Lusta and Envydas, two demonic council members who took on terrifying forms. A massive snake lunged toward her, attempting to coil its muscular body around her, while a deformed three-headed dog tried to bite her with its monstrous jaws. Under normal circumstances, Meliradal would be at a disadvantage—after all, snakes and dogs are natural predators of birds. However, this bird-like woman possessed something that ordinary birds did not: a powerful magic that flowed within her. And now, empowered by Paltio, that magic is stronger than ever.With an elegant motion, Meliradal invoked an ancient magic. A hundred swallows appeared before her, but these were no ordinary birds: they were crystalline spirits that shimmered like diamonds under the dim light. These spirits didn’t just fly; they also transformed into lethal weapons. Their razor-sharp wings sliced through the air like blades, heading straight for the two creatures attacking her. The swallows traced precise lines a

"Why don’t these guys die like the other zombies?" Ron said while exchanging blows with Tertrol, the blue-shadowed zombie badger. His tone was a mix of frustration and amazement, but his determination didn’t waver."Maybe it’s because they’re final bosses," Alita responded, launching bursts of elemental magic against Troba, whose monstrous form roared with fury. "It’s like that video game we used to play," she added, recalling old conversations between them."Huh, I thought you didn’t like those kinds of things," Ron said with a half-smile, trying to lighten the mood despite the tension."What are you talking about?" Alita retorted, blushing slightly as she avoided an attack from Troba with an earth barrier. Without wasting time, she launched a fire attack that engulfed the monster in flames.Meanwhile, Lucca faced Blajon, his sword gleaming with every precise movement."Wow, you really fight well, Mr. Blajon," Lucca muttered coldly. "Too bad you’re not alive anymore; if you were, I’d

Paltio fought desperately against Urugas, guided by the visions and whispered counsel that flowed from his scepter. In a decisive instant, he managed to alter the course of destiny itself: Urugas’s final strike turned into his own downfall. With the help of his friends, Paltio unleashed a colossal power that triggered a strange fluctuation within the “Black Hole” created by his enemy.That extraordinary phenomenon—later named by the young prince as the Ivory White Hole—became the turning point of the battle.Together, they launched one final, unified attack, sealing Urugas inside an endless loop from which he would never escape.The effort was overwhelming. Everyone collapsed to the ground in utter exhaustion, but before losing consciousness, they managed to catch Paltio, who fell after using a devastating strike fueled by the Creator’s energy. He had yet to master such power, and being mortal, it drained every last drop of strength from him, leaving him unconscious. As he faded, he he