Valerian grabs the last Dark Knight, his fingers digging into its metallic armor. With a grunt of effort, he crushes the knight's head, releasing a burst of dark mana that dissipates into the air.
The white space around him flickers briefly before settling back into its pristine state.
Valerian takes a moment to catch his breath, his chest heaving as he surveys the battlefield. .
The Dark Knights lie scattered around him, their once-threatening forms now nothing more than twisted metal and shattered circuits.
Valerian turns to face Mephistopheles, a smirk playing on his lips as he sees the shock etched on her face.
"How?" she mutters, her voice barely audible.
He takes a step closer, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of triumph and curiosity.
"With your Training a," he says simply, shrugging his shoulders as if it's no big deal. "And I've learned a thing or two about exploiting weaknesses."He pauses, studying Mephistopheles' reaction carefully.
