"Your tactical report mentioned she nearly killed all four Heroes yesterday?" Valentine asked, his glowing eyes focusing on Elric with perfect attention.
"Yes, Archbishop. She engaged them while suppressed to one-tenth power by Gattychan's Villain's Bane and still nearly executed him. Only the Fallen Heroes' interruption saved them."
"Impressive. She's been alive for a long time —she has combat experience our young Heroes simply can't match." Valentine smiled slightly. "But experience only matters if you can bring that power to bear. Against me..."
He didn't finish the sentence. Didn't need to.
The implication was clear: Seraphina's centuries of experience wouldn't save her.
Valentine began walking forward slowly, his white robes somehow remaining pristine despite the blood-soaked battlefield.
He raised one hand, and divine power manifested—not aggressively, not violently, but with the inexorable certainty of dawn breaking.
Holy Forcefield - Domain of Divine Judgment
