[Second before Armic disappeared...]
Zeros' eyes glanced at Armic's hand, which just finished the spell and his eyes narrowed. He barely had enough time to use his ki and magic to erect a barrier, taking the blunt of the damage, but he was still hurled back and out of the room as it collapsed under the explosion.
Zeros' groaned as he sat up, his trench coat (which, by the way, weighed 3 tons) and under shirt were ripped to shreads while place where his training weights were placed hung in tatters. He sighed as he ripped them off, fling them to the side, crushing the ground underneath it.
Zeros' winced as he felt his heavily scarred (remember that every inch of his body is covered by some scar, except his groin and face. He also has one long scar from his right shoulder all the way down to his right palm, a scar made by his father) body. The brusises and cuts would heal in a few minutes, but the residual magic energies would take longer to heal, even with demonic and god healing.
He sighed as he spread all eight of his wings and flew out of the room, his sword clasped in his right hand, transformed to its 12 foot, 2 foot thick form, decorated with wicked spikes and metal that smelled and looked like rotting flesh.
He turned around and came face to face with Armic. The indention in the middle of his back was caused by Iduran's magical sword, point facing down his backside, was carefully turned away.
"Don't you worry about my mother or father. You'll be seeing my father soon in the afterlife, where you belong." Zeros' replied as he wings held him aloft.
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Ryu landed on his feet and slashed upwards with both sword, causing a sapphire and ruby colored crescent blast rocket from his left and right sword, respectively, heading towards the Necrodragon, empowered with his ki and chakra.