The Star Man attempted to pull back, but it was too late. Meylin's sword struck him with relentless force, slicing through his face, and destroying his right eye in a flash of radiant power. The blade didn't stop there; it plunged into his chest, cutting through bone and muscle alike, its deadly edge driving deep into his core.
A scream of pure agony tore from the Star Man's throat. The wound wasn't just physical—it burned with a strange, insidious force that began invading his soul, corrupting it, gnawing at the very essence of his being. His aura wavered, distorted by the unfamiliar, invasive energy.
"You bi—"
His curse was cut off as Cain, resembling a comet of red flames, crashed down from the sky like an avenging god. The Neo-Demon tackled the Star Man mid-air, both hurtling toward the earth.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!"
