Aurem moved, unhurried and deliberate, turning his long body in the air as though the chaos and bloodshed around him did not warrant any strong reaction.

Rather than hell on earth, he seemed to be watching again.

Similar to the curiosity a human may have when observing the two warring ant colonies.

His long, golden body uncoiled, scales sliding against one another with a muted, almost lazy friction as though to signify their metal-like toughness, as his gaze shifted westward—toward the earth-golem abyssal demigod grinding the battlefield into ruin, and the lightning abyssal looming nearby, storms crawling unchecked across the sky.

Kain felt it before he processed it.

The immense aura was next to him one second, and hundreds of meters away in the next.

The oppressive weight that had pressed down on everything near Aurem's position—abyssal, human, demigod alike—eased just enough to let the world breathe again.

Aurem reappeared and was now on the Western Front of the battlefield.

Only then did Kain realize what had happening.

"…Oh," Kain muttered.

Aurem was doing exactly what he'd asked.

The realization gave him a headache almost immediately.

Kain pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes tracking the golden dragon's lazily floating form as it hovered above the western battlefield at an unhurried pace, ignoring everything in its path.

"So you are going to do exactly what I told you to anyways," Kain said under his breath. "What was the point of the dramatic show of resistance, then?"

His eye twitched again at the embarrassing memory of this 'disobedient son' showing his buttocks when Kain had initially asked him to take care of the two abyssal demigods in the west.

No reply met Kain's grumbles. Naturally.

But even if one did come, it'd probably just make Kain faint in anger. Truly nothing good ever came out of this dragon's mouth.

'Daughters are definitely better…' Kain thought with a huff, while imagining a beautiful doll-like daughter running toward him. Although strangely, in this fantasy, she had snow white hair and piercing blue eyes.

'Ahem'

He refocused back on the battlefield.

The earth-golem abyssal had reacted to the new arrival first.

Its domain surged violently, corrupted stone rising in jagged spires as massive constructs tore themselves free from the ground—hulking shapes of blackened earth and twisted metal, animated by abyssal will. One such construct launched itself toward Aurem, limbs grinding as it hurled its entire immense mass forward.

Aurem didn't look at all intimidated by the massive golem heading toward, almost his own size.

His tail flicked.

The construct exploded.

Not shattered—obliterated. Its body disintegrated into a storm of pulverized debris, fragments hurled outward in all directions like shrapnel from a divine impact.

A carriage-sized fragment—a dense chunk of black stone trailing smoke-like abyssal corruption like a comet—went spinning wildly across the battlefield.

Straight toward Kain.

Kain barely had time to register the shadow.

Thunk.

Pain bloomed behind his eyes as the chunk clipped the side of his head before proceeding to crash into a building, sending him stumbling backward into a broken crate of shattered supplies.

"…Ow."

He blinked, shook his head, and slowly looked west.

Aurem's massive body was already several hundred meters away.

The golden dragon's head turned—just for an instant.

Their eyes met.

Then Aurem looked away.

Quickly.

Too quickly.

Kain stared at the back of his head, suspicion prickling.

"…That wasn't on purpose...was it?"

Aurem continued on as if nothing had happened.

The lightning abyssal finally struck.

Bolts of abyssal lightning tore down from the black storm clouds making up its domain, converging on Aurem's path in a blinding cascade. The air screamed as energy concentrated, arcs snapping and crawling over one another as the abyssal attempted to drown him in raw power.

But strangely, the lightning never reached him.

The closer the bolts came, the weaker they became—fading, unraveling, losing cohesion until they simply ceased to exist several dozen meters from Aurem's body.

It was as if the rules had changed.

No strong defence from the dragon was needed.

No counter-domain was formed by him either.

Instead, the abyssal domains themselves seemed to lose authority in his vicinity. Their suppression bled away, structure dissolving as though they were being forced to operate under laws that no longer acknowledged them.

For a fleeting moment, lightning abysal had the unsettling impression that the battlefield near Aurem had reverted to its previous state.

To the time when abyssal domains were not allowed to exist here at all due to the suppression of this world.

Why that was happening (or how) nobody present, including Kain, had any idea.

And, for now, neither Kain nor the abyssal demigods could dig too deeply into the reason either.

Especially, the lightning demigod.

He had far more immediate concerns.

Aurem reached the lightning abyssal side in the blink of an eye.

The lightning abyssal shrieked as its form violently destabilized.

The storm that made up its body collapsed inward in jagged layers, lightning tearing free from its own mass as if repelled by an unseen force emitting from Aurem. Vast portions of its storm-form were forcibly stripped away, ripped apart and dispersed the instant they crossed into Aurem's proximity, leaving gaps in its once-cohesive shape.

At the center of that unraveling mass, something was laid bare.

A brilliant core—compact, blindingly bright—flickered into view as the abyssal's outer structure failed to protect it. Cracks of raw energy spiderwebbed outward from it as the creature spasmed, its domain collapsing entirely around the exposed heart.

There was no prolonged exchange.

Aurem struck once.

His jaws closed around the revealed core, golden fangs punching straight through storm and shadow alike. The abyssal convulsed violently, lightning erupting in a final, uncontrolled burst that left a crater behind several hundred meters deep as the rest of its body disintegrated.

Meanwhile, completely unaffected by the blast, Aurem swallowed the core.

Then he paused, face screwing up slightly as if suffering from indigestion, and Kain felt a force from Pangea, although weak, enter into Aurem, reminiscent of when other contracts originating from Pangea need to be purified of abyssal energy.

Buurrrrrppppp

A deep, echoing burp rolled across the battlefield breaking the tense atmosphere momentarily.

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