Fusion.
That was the only option left.
There was no time to think about the consequences.
No time to worry about what would happen to my body afterward.
If I failed to stop that attack, everyone here would die.
Ryan.
Leo.
Professor Lena.
Me.
The entire area would be erased.
And I wasn't willing to die just because I was afraid of the cost.
The red woman slowly raised her fist.
There was no proper stance.
No complex technique.
No preparation.
Just a simple punch.
But that was only because she didn't need any of those things.
The overwhelming crimson energy gathering around her fist had already surpassed techniques and forms.
There were probably only a handful of people in the entire world capable of blocking that attack head-on.
So I made my decision.
"Fusion."
The moment the word left my mouth, something connected.
My vision blurred.
The world tilted.
And then—
Another consciousness merged with mine.
A familiar presence.
Ancient.
Proud.
Unyielding.
