Bab 243: Will of The Mighty

Being so close to the source of the overwhelming heat brought into existence simply by the virtue of such a powerful seal being manifested, Jormungandr's shattered, lifeless corpse was whisked away into ash, reduced back into the shadows which it came. 

"I'm going to pay you back double for doing that to Jormy, you bastard!"

Holding a confident smile as he turned his wrist, Fai's subtle movement began the activation of the large-scale spell as a distorted, humming rang out underneath its massive power. 

In this boring, weak world, there is nothing more I can ask for than a stimulating battle. A fight where I can feel my heart beating inside my eardrums, my blood boiling so passionately in my veins, and the pain dulled by my own excitement, my fervor to stand victorious. Show it to me, Fai, a reason worth remaining in this stagnant world, Avdima thought, Even if I should be felled by this magic, I'll accept it with open arms. 

"Show me!"