My Space-Time System

614  Almost perfect.

The recent revelations were enough to leave Blake fuming with rage. Valerius understood the reason behind his anger and decided to exploit it. A cruel thought crossed his mind as a sinister smile bloomed on his face when he spoke,

"Handover yourself, boy, and I promise your friend here will be fine," he said with an evil smirk.

Contrary to his expectations, Blake showed no reaction to his words, completely ignoring him. His focus shifted to the beam of lights from the city below, racing toward the skies and even overtaking the clouds.

The entire sky was painted gold for a short while as masters of the Crusaders joined the battle Watching them emerge, Zyvexin revealed a cruel smile as he turned his attention to the little red dragon on his shoulder.

"We are up,"

In response to his words, the red dragon let out a yelp of excitement before jumping off his shoulder, its body began to shiver, surging with power.

The air itself seemed to respond to this latent power, resonating with a low hum that echoed through the air.

At first, subtle changes manifested in the pet dragon's physical appearance. Once small and tightly packed, its scales began to grow larger and more pronounced. The ruby hue deepened, reflecting the intensity of an unquenchable flame. The dragon's horns, once mere protrusions, extended and curved, now resembling fiery tendrils reaching toward the heavens.

As the transformation continued, the air crackled with energy, and the temperature around the area soared as the dragon's body diffused immense heat.

The wings of the dragon, once modest and unassuming, expanded with a resounding snap, revealing a magnificent span that now cast an imposing shadow over numerous combatants on the battlefield. Flames danced along the edges of the wings, leaving trails of molten embers in their wake.

The dragon's eyes, once filled with youthful curiosity, now radiated wisdom and ancient power. A fiery glow emanated from within, reflecting the intense inferno that burned at the core of its being. The mighty dragon spread its wings, roaring with a thunderous sound that echoed through the mountains, marking the birth of a creature that would command both fear and respect across the realms.

At the same time, a crazed smile spread across Xeros' face as he levitated higher into the air with a gaze fixated on the two battle Angels. Black flame erupted around his palms initially before spreading to the other parts of his body.

Xeros and Zyvexin shot towards the battle angels of the Crusaders, with the red dragon leading the charge. With the three gone, Blake was left alone with Valerius and Luciano.

"It seems all your helpers are preoccupied. How do you plan to deal with us now?" Valerius said with a sinister glint in his eyes.

Upon saying those words, Valerius' body lit up for a second and as the light began to dim, an armour came into view. Each intricately designed plate of the armour bore a mesmerizing pattern of swirling flames, captured within layers of enchanted obsidian. The armour clung to Valerius form like a second skin, offering both protection and flexibility. The helm, crowned with a crest resembling a flickering flame, shielded the wearer's face while allowing a narrow slit for vision.

In his hand was a spear. Its shaft was crafted from the charred wood of ancient trees that had witnessed centuries of volcanic eruptions. The spearhead, an imposing creation of molten obsidian and tempered dragon glass, shimmered with an inner fire that seemed to intensify as the weapon was wielded.

Blake gazed at the armour and spear yet offered no reaction facially. The hostility in his gaze seemed to look past Castiel's physical form, peering deep into his mind and soul, where Valerius must be hiding.

"You seem to have become talkative," Blake said with a tone void of any form of emotions.

 "That's great!" Valerius said while gritting his teeth. Suppressing his rage, Valerius channelled his power through his spear, allowing shadow and golden flames (from the inheritance) to engulf its blade. At the same time, Luciano summoned his weapon. It was a dual sword, the blades themselves were forged from the darkest obsidian, their edges honed to an almost supernatural sharpness. The obsidian gleamed with an inky lustre, hinting at the profound strength that lay within. Each blade was slightly curved, and designed to slice through the air with effortless grace and speed.

Instantly, Valerius burst into flames, vanishing from the spot. Almost at the same time, Blake heard the low explosion sound caused by the flame jump erupting behind him. He appeared behind Blake, stabbing forward ruthlessly, his fiery blade aimed at Blake's skull. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Enhanced by the speed of lightning, Blake considered Valerius' attempt to catch him off-guard laughable. Not bothering to look back, Blake tilted his head to the left and felt the steaming wind brush of the across his cheek.

At the same time, Luciano charged forward. Kicking the air, his body began spinning in the wind while golden flames exploded from his body. Soon Luciano was almost entirely engulfed in a body of golden flames, twice Blake's size at the very least.

However, Blake had no intentions of clashing with him head-on. He warped away to dodge the attack but Valerius had already expected this, so he used flame jump to warp alongside Blake.

Appearing at a different location, Blake looked up upon sensing the spatial distortion above. It was Valerius, thrusting his spear at Blake who responded by freezing multiple layers of space above him.

Ding.

The attack was blocked successfully, but Valerius had expected this and twisted his body at the perfect moment to manoeuvre to Blake's left, stabbing forward ruthlessly with his spear.

Simultaneously, Luciano arrived at Blake's right with blazing golden eyes. Slamming his swords together, they merged to form one blazing golden sword. Slashing forward, a staggering amount of golden flames danced forward, speeding towards Blake!

This synergy… is beautiful… it is almost perfect