As the battle raged on, Anthony's body finally sprang into motion.
He descended from the sky with the force of inevitability, as though the heavens themselves could no longer bear his weight.
When his feet made contact with the earth, it was with a brutal impact that sent shockwaves rippling through the ground.
The sheer force of his landing hurled demons and Forsaken Cult members within range, their bodies thrown back like ragdolls.
Jagged chunks of earth erupted from the ground, flying upward in chaotic arcs, while a cloud of dust billowed into the air.
As the dust began to settle, Anthony stood at the center of the chaos, his arm casually crossed over his chest, his posture gallant, an immovable presence amid the storm.
The demons and Forsaken Cult members didn't hesitate.
Their bodies were already in motion, charging toward Anthony with lethal intent.
But before they could even close the distance, Anthony struck first.
[Vector Burst: Scatter Pulse]
