Heat plummeted on Vaelith as his gaze slowly lifted upward. His hardened wings folded around him when a gold beam pierced through the stones above the skies of Tartarus. "Oh no!"
The wave carried by the Solflare hurled Vaelith away like he was just a piece of trash.
The ground beneath Leon vaporized and transformed into a sea of plopping lava when the gold beam slammed on him.
His darkened and fractured silver-black war suit began to peel off his body in ashes. The Hi-no-Kami glowed and began reshaping its broken blades when it moved upward as if called by the beam.
The red-gold cloth flapped around Leon's neck untouched, while the mountains hundreds of kilometers away began to dribble into dust.
Just as the Hi-no-Kami took in a fresh and glistening form, a golden armor weaved itself on Leon, starting from the tip of his fingers. They moved on Leon's skin like a bobble of insects and covered his entire body, leaving his head and neck untouched.
