A violent explosion shook the ground, sending dust billowing into the air, obscuring everything in its wake. Nash coughed as he took cover behind the Invisible Cloak, grateful that it was also dispelling the debris from his eyes.

Curiosity piqued, he cautiously made his way towards the center of the explosion, wondering who had emerged victorious - Gabriel or Schlydia.

Judging by the sheer magnitude of the blast, Nash suspected that one of them was gravely injured. Schlydia, however, was a formidable opponent, possessing an incredible strength and an overwhelming aura, thanks to her golden dragon form. Gabriel, on the other hand, was only human, albeit with the title of Saint. He couldn't possibly escape a dragon unscathed.

Nash froze in his tracks when he saw the scene before him.

"Ugggghh—I lost, please get that thing away from me! I don't want to feel this pain anymore! Aaaaaaaaargh!" cried out Schlydia, who now lay on the ground in human form - a young man with a battered face and