For the first time since forever, they had seen it fall. The fragment of Kizmal, fell down wreathed in fire, roaring in pain as the fire burnt through it's skin and for the first time.
Fear was apparent on the face of the abominable Oni, and as it fell, everyone pounced on it. Alexander escaped from the ruined visage of its face, covered in blue blood that was nullified by his unique mana, and rushed towards the other ear.
Abalak attacked went for the eyes, and Olivia strengthened her bond with her wind spirit, using it's power to fan the fire, Edward meanwhile... wreathed in golden flame ran up the body of the giant.
It was like he was in hell, the electric field was gone, fire had engulfed everything, and it was a struggle to just remain there. But Edward knew he had no time. Kizmal would not be affected by something like this for long. He could already see the sea of fire start to diminish.
