Without waiting for a countdown, Tamayō launched the first attack—dark spheres tearing through the air toward Alicia.
In an incredible flash of speed, Alicia vanished and reappeared above her, palm crashing down with deadly force.
Tamayō crossed her arms just in time to block the strike.
The mountain—no, the entire Coastelle—shuddered with a great roar.
If I hadn't been suppressing the shockwaves, half the region might've crumbled into dust.
As they stood, locked in struggle, I hurled two Envious Nebulae their way—orbs that fed off resentment and chaos.
Alicia turned mid-motion and swatted one aside with ease.
Tamayō met the second with a surge of denser darkness, erasing it in a breath.
But Alicia didn't pause—she turned, driving her fist squarely into Tamayō's chest.
Tamayō was launched—blasted off the mountain in a gust of wind, disappearing from sight in an instant. Vanishing into the dark horizon.
And then Alicia leapt at me, eyes sharp with palpable murderous intent.
