The humiliation reached its peak, and it broke something in Ken.
He had watched enough.
Watched too much.
Every punch that landed on Dravok felt like an insult carved into his pride, every moment of helplessness a stain he could no longer ignore, and as Lucas and the Ice Belle continued to batter a Celestial like he was nothing more than a training dummy, something inside him snapped completely.
"ENOUGH!"
His voice tore across the battlefield with violent force, filled with rage that could no longer be contained, and before anyone could react he moved.
One moment he stood with his army.
The next, he was already inside the battlefield.
The air shifted violently as his presence erupted forward, his speed so overwhelming that even seasoned warriors struggled to track it, and in that instant, his hand ignited with blazing fire, far more intense than anything seen from Dravok, far more refined, far more dangerous.
His target…The Ice Belle.
"Die!" he roared.
