Seeing the resolve on their faces—their readiness to die—Allie slowly clenched her fists, shaken to her core.

Victory was within reach. The delicate balance between James and the world after tomorrow was about to tip in her favor. There was no way she would walk away now.

Her gaze swept across them, and she let out a cold, furious laugh. “Fine. Very good. Since you’re so eager to prove your brotherhood—so determined to live and die together—then I’ll grant you that wish.”

As she spoke, she raised her longsword and ran two fingers along its blade. Instantly, countless streams of terrifying sword energy surged skyward, forming a dense, rapidly spinning formation that swallowed the void.

The overwhelming pressure forced everyone into action.

The powerful figures refused to wait for death. From both front and back, they launched simultaneous attacks, unleashing their strongest abilities at once.

In an instant, dozens of radiant energies streaked toward Allie—but every single one was blocked by the blood-red aura radiating from her body.