Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

360  [Wedding By Blood] [12] [Destruction]

A gut-wrenching, rage-filled roar tore from Gwenyra's lips.

"SAMYAZA!!"

The earth shook once more, even stronger this time.

Gwenyra's foot slammed deep into the ground, sending cracks spiderwebbing across the marble floor.

BOOM!!!!

A shockwave followed behind her punch aimed at Samyaza.

At the last moment—a slight shift was enough.

His body twisted just enough for the punch to rush past him.

CRASH!

The wall behind him shattered, exploding into debris.

The force alone sent everyone in the hall flying, scrambling for safety as the palace groaned under the impact.

Dust and rubble rose like a storm, obscuring their vision.

Gwenyra raised her leg with uncanny agility.

Her colossal leg blurred, aimed at his side.

For a moment—time slowed.

Then—.

Two wings erupted from Samyaza's back, black and vast, spanning nearly two meters.

With a single flap, he propelled himself backward—out of the palace, through the hole she had just created.

Gwenyra didn't hesitate.

A powerful push.

The floor beneath her dented, and in the next breath—she was gone.

The battlefield shifted to the skies.

Samyaza hovered mid-air, still holding the orb, watching her with an almost amused expression.

At thirty meters tall, Gwenyra dwarfed the world below.

Behind her, the palace repaired itself, stone by stone, brick by brick while she glared at the fallen angel.

"Tch." He clicked his tongue, glancing at the destruction behind her. "Still as reckless as ever, I see."

"SHUT UP!!!"

Her voice erupted like a sonic boom, shattering every window within miles.

But Samyaza merely tilted his head, a lazy smile on his lips.

"Why are you yelling so much?" He rubbed his chin in mock contemplation. "I don't recall us being—."

"I don't want to hear a single word from you, slave!"

Gwenyra barked as she raised her hand.

The surroundings trembled violently.

Space itself tore open.

And from that tear—a battle-axe emerged, landing in her hand.

Nearly the size of her body, the battle-axe had two golden wing-like blades on either side.

A long handle that she held with both hands, glaring at Samyaza.

"Ah. So we're past words now?" He twirled the orb in his hand lazily.

"Good. Talking to you was always a waste of time."

Gwenyra didn't respond.

Mana around her flared as she moved.

Her axe swung down, splitting the very air apart—

BOOM!!!

The sheer force ripped through the sky, a golden arc of destruction barreling toward Samyaza.