"It's getting weaker. This is our final chance. Now, let's keep pushing it!" Derek shouted, determination burning in his eyes.
"Well, yes. And the fire is getting weaker," Derek said, eyes narrowing as he assessed the battlefield.
"We can only deal damage to the core, but it's taking time, and the school keeps getting destroyed. The good part is the fire is weak. It won't burn us if we strike in and out fast," Loka added.
Kyle and the others all nodded in agreement.
Without hesitation, they leaped into the air, higher than anyone had thought possible, aiming straight for the core. Swords raised, they struck in perfect unison: slash, slash, slash, slash, slash! Each blade cut through the core, their energy colliding and tumbling against it with immense force.
Derek went last. His red aura flared brighter than ever as he shot forward at incredible speed. With a powerful strike, he pierced the core. The core shattered completely.
