Math POV
While Valen and Musashi faced each other inside the Medical Hall, another confrontation was unfolding far above the headquarters hidden from common populace.
Roughly five kilometers away, the sky itself had become a stage.
Math floated there calmly, his body suspended as if gravity had decided to serve him.
The wind passed through him without resistance, fluttering his coat and carrying the distant scent of antiseptic and blood from the Medical Hall below.
Behind him, carried by a simple adjustment of numbers, was the [Exorcist] Cursed Spirit, the same one who had been trying to save the Rank 4 Blackout Priest Cursed Spirit.
On the ground below, three Rank 5 Exorcists stood immobilized.
Their feet were planted firmly against the earth, yet their bodies refused to respond.
Muscles tensed. Veins bulged. Teeth clenched.
Nothing moved.
Their expressions were twisted into a mix of shock, anger, and a creeping fear they were doing their best to suppress.
