Chapitre 107: The End Of Confrontation

The transformed heavenly forest was bathed in an eerie, otherworldly glow as Daimon and Galanor clashed with elemental ferocity. The air crackled with power, and the very earth beneath their feet trembled in response to the titanic struggle.

Galanor, his emerald scales shimmering, unleashed the forces of nature with a potent roar. Vines and roots erupted from the ground, entwining themselves with Daimon's crimson threads of Blood Manipulation. It was a battle of elemental prowess, a symphony of emerald and scarlet weaving through the transformed forest.

Daimon, his crimson eyes blazing like twin orbs of fire, was undeterred by Galanor's formidable display of power. He channeled his Blood Manipulation with unwavering determination, the scarlet tendrils of power pulsing with renewed vigor. His expression was one of fierce resolve as he fought to maintain control.