"Cheap tricks. Fenrir—tear them apart!"
Loki's voice was ice-cold, his contempt for Tenra and the girls absolute. With a lazy wave, he set the monstrous wolf loose.
Fenrir exploded forward, a tidal wave of muscle and fury. The ground shook beneath his charge, eyes blazing with predatory light. His claws and fangs—sharp enough to shred any defense—aimed straight for Tenra and his team.
"Yata no Kagami!"
Tenra's shout rang out. A flash of light, and the giant's mystical mirror materialized, snapping into place before him just as Fenrir's bulk slammed home.
BOOOOM!
The impact was thunderous, rattling the entire dimension. Ripples shimmered across the mirror's surface, and Fenrir—despite his monstrous strength—was hurled backward, claws gouging deep trenches into the ground.
Tenra seized the moment. "Attack!"
Raynare's laughter was wild, bloodthirsty. Spears of black light—each one pulsing with curse energy—materialized and streaked toward Fenrir and Loki.
Rossweisse joined in, summoning twin magic circles. Thousands of light arrows erupted, filling the sky.
Undine, staff raised, unleashed a torrent of water bullets, refusing to be outdone.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
A storm of arrows and water engulfed Fenrir and Loki; dust and mist billowed, obscuring everything.
A cyclone ripped through the haze. When it cleared, Fenrir and Loki stood untouched—the attacks hadn't left a mark.
Loki's voice cut through the silence, sharp and mocking. "Pathetic. You think that'll stop me and Fenrir?"
"Too weak! Far too weak!"
Tenra's eyes narrowed. "Try this, then."
At his command, the giant warrior stomped forward, raising the violet sword high. With a roar, he brought it down in a sweeping arc.
Fenrir sensed the danger and dodged aside. The blade crashed into the earth, unleashing a shockwave that split a distant mountain in two.
Even Loki, perched atop Fenrir's head, flinched. "This brat…!"
BOOM! BOOM BOOM!
Thunder and fire ripped the air. Explosions and beastly roars echoed endlessly—the entire pocket dimension had become a war zone.
"Everyone…"
Hands clasped tight, Akeno knelt alone within a shimmering barrier, praying for her friends.
The monsters terrified her, but Akeno refused to run. She would fight—her own way.
With her Sacred Gear now in Balance Breaker, Akeno could heal her allies from afar. Eyes locked on the battlefield, she stood ready, her power surging the moment anyone was hurt.
"Lightning!"
She pointed skyward, summoning a bolt as thick as a tree trunk. It crashed down on Sköll, making the monster howl.
But pain only enraged Sköll further—the lightning barely slowed it.
Sköll lunged at Akeno, jaws wide. Suddenly, a spinning light wheel slammed into its side, sending the wolf crashing to the ground, shrieking.
Akeno wiped sweat from her brow, ready to thank her rescuer. But Kuroka's voice cut in:
"See, Shirone? Senjutsu is way more useful than that weak lightning."
"Weak… lightning?" Akeno's eye twitched. She swallowed her thanks.
"Big sister, Akeno is our friend. Don't be mean," Koneko said, tugging at Kuroka's sleeve and shooting Akeno an apologetic look.
Akeno sighed. The battle mattered more than pride. For Koneko's sake, she let it go and dove back into the fight, Kuroka and Koneko right behind her.
Elsewhere, Sona's team was locked in a brutal clash with Hati.
Sona led from the front, her Queen Tsubaki at her side. The rest of the peerage supported them, their tactics and teamwork compensating for their lower raw power compared to Rias's group.
BOOM!
Sona's magic bullet struck Hati square in the head, making the beast stagger. Tsubaki darted in, blade flashing—a blur of motion, carving deep, bloody gouges across Hati's hide.
Hati roared, swinging razor claws at the girls.
Tsubaki dodged, but Momo Hanakai was a heartbeat too slow. The claws raked her chest, sending her flying with a scream.
"Momo!"
Ruruko Nimura leapt, catching her wounded friend and dragging her to safety.
"Momo, hang on!"
"Asia—help us!"
Ruruko's desperate cry was answered by a sphere of healing light, which enveloped Momo and closed her wounds in moments.
"Don't worry about me, Ruruko. Go help Sona-sama," Momo insisted, pale but determined.
Ruruko hesitated, biting her lip, then nodded. "Rest and recover your magic. Don't overdo it."
She cast a quick barrier around Momo, then sprinted back into the fray.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
"ROOOAAAR!"
High above, Yubelluna's squad tangled with the five mass-produced Midgardsormr.
Lightning, wind, chaos everywhere. Mittelt and Kalawarna hurled light spears; Kalamaina and Xuelan unleashed sword energy; Marion, Bürent, and Shuriya weaved spells and hit-and-run attacks. Even Mira swung her iron staff, charging headlong into the fight.
In the chaos, Ile and Nel scrambled onto one serpent's back. The sisters grinned, raised their magic chainsaws, and went to work.
"Chop you up! Chop you up!"
"Slice and dice! Slice and dice!"
Blood sprayed, the chainsaws shrieked. Under their wild assault, the serpent's tail was severed completely.
The wounded monster turned, glaring at the tiny duo in fury.
"Ha… haha… Hello, Mr. Serpent…" The girls froze, hiding their chainsaws as they waved sheepishly.
"ROOOAAAR!"
Not so magnificent now, missing its tail.
Enraged, the serpent spat a massive fireball at them.
"AAAHH! Run!"
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