The magus' heart thumped. It was as though he had just recalled that he had said something similar. However, he still felt self-pity. "Then what does that represent? The Flame Titan hasn't collapsed, and it will soon recover! Even if its power has been reduced a bit, isn't that all of its power used up? Hmph!"
The Angel Beast gently flapped its wings and adjusted its position. A calm voice rang out, "No, it's already fallen, and it won't be resurrected." The Angel Beast suddenly extended a finger and pointed it at the Flame Giant. A thin ray of light came out from the finger and he continued to yell, "Boiling soul, I'm going with the wind... Go with the wind."
The thin and long streak of light slowly reached the Flame Giant's chest, and then it didn't enter. Before long, wisps of golden
