Prophecy

Chapter 76: Barrier

*Grace's POV*

The battle had shifted.

The tension in the air turned catastrophic.

Xavia's father suddenly backed out of the dome arena, his body ascending into the sky with a mighty thrust of his wings. His silhouette cut a dark figure against the swirling maelstrom of magic and violence. His demented, gargoyle wings outstretched like a dreadful omen, waiting in the sky above us.

I watched Xavia's eyes expand; I knew she was scanning the energies above.

With the odd haze and clouds of embers around me, it was a bit harder to see. But, I felt the power—the Devil was drawing them in, sucking in the very souls of demons and the essence of their magic. His own kind were now nothing more than puppets caught in his game.

"Xavia!" I mentally shouted to her, "What is he doing? I can't really see... I can sense his power growing immensely. It's not a safe level."

My senses tingled, my skin prickling with its sheer intensity, the kind of power he was creating; it didn't just change the tide of a battle—it ended it, and... not in a good way. The realization hit me as a sudden breath sucked from my lungs—he was manipulating Xavia's mother's special explosion attack—the same one Xavia and I had too.

However, this one was in a twisted, unnatural way.

I could see how the energies twisted and folded, a blackened mimicry of the explosion technique. But this... this was far more sinister, an attack designed to obliterate everything in its path. The thought sank into my bones—this wasn't just about wiping out the demons; this was about wiping out everyone. Every demon, every friend, every ally, and leaving only him alone to rise and destroy the world.

The moment I had been waiting for had now come to pass.

I took a deep breath, feeling the tension coil like his serpent form was wrapped around my lungs. I forced myself to exhale slowly, my breath trembling as I pushed away the rising fear clawing at my insides. The power I felt emanating from him was overwhelming, a suffocating force that seemed to warp the very air around us.

But I couldn't allow myself to drown in that fear. I needed to stay sharp, keeping my mind clear and focused.

My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to calm down, to reach deep within, and to find the strength I knew was there. I needed to find my own serenity and use the power my mate and I hold dear. Most importantly, I needed to reach out to the ones I cared about—my allies, friends, and family. They had to hear me—to hear my voice with absolute clarity.

I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling the divine energy begin to swell within me, a familiar and fascinating force. It was time to invoke my father's power—the power of God's Divine Light. I knew what that meant; I knew the risk—to break the law of order itself, to reveal what's hidden beneath the surface possibly. Only a few knew who God was, and the Devil sure as hell wasn't one of them.

I could feel the fire—the divine fire—burning within me, consuming the very essence of my human eyes. The sensation was intense because it was almost more than the Divine Eye Takeover I had done before. The molten gold flooded through my veins, filling me with a warmth that bordered on pain—to feel the pain, the truth of sacrifice, of saving more than one life, I would accept it.

I am ready.

My vision blurred momentarily, then... sharpened with an otherworldly clarity.

Deep in my soul, I felt a sense of purpose that resonated through every fiber of my being. The power of the Divine Light coursed through me, filling me to the brim. I could feel it glowing in my chest, like a star ready to burst. I had everything I needed inside of me, every ounce of power that this moment required. And yet, there was something more. A pull, a call deep within me that was drawing me toward Xavia. Our souls were bound for this, destined for a moment that would change everything.