Here is the English translation for Chapter 90, formatted with refined grammar, smooth flow, and engaging narrative style tailored for Western readers, maintaining proper character consistency throughout:

90. Alicia's Power Awakens

Alicia pressed her assault continuously against Sengturi. Having activated his Soul Transform, Sengturi wielded a dangerous hybrid of light and dark magic, amplifying his combat parameters significantly. Yet Alicia held her ground, her strength bolstered by the sealed scroll Aji had bestowed upon her.

This was her moment to prove that the descendants of Saint Yonan could no longer be looked down upon—especially after discovering that the Golden Crane Academy had poisoned her father out of sheer, ruthless ambition.

Dark steel clashed against radiant magic. Enveloped in their respective internal energies, Alicia occasionally had to fend off Golden Crane disciples attempting to assist their leader. Though they swarmed her, she swept them aside with precise, lethal strikes, refocusing her wrath entirely on Sengturi.

Recognizing her strength, Sengturi commanded his remaining subordinates to encircle Alicia, searching for a critical blind spot. As she engaged the surrounding disciples and her attention split, Sengturi channeled a dense volume of dark energy into his blade. He was preparing an all-out strike, fully aware that his Soul Transform had to be revoked before its immense burden ruined his physical vessel.

With the crowd of disciples harassing Alicia, Sengturi spotted his opening. He lunged forward at blinding speed, driving his dark-cloaked blade directly toward her exposed flank.

Alicia sensed the incoming strike, but five Golden Crane disciples still blocked her path. Twirling her spellsword in a rapid arc, she detonated a radial wave of magic that engulfed the five disciples in flames and blasted them off their feet. Swinging her blade back, she strained to form a hasty guard against Sengturi's incoming strike.

She was a fraction of a second too late. Sengturi closed the distance, swinging his blade with murderous force before she could fully set her stance.

CLAAANG!

Upon impact, Sengturi's dark magic erupted, driving Alicia backward with crushing weight. Pushing her internal energy to the absolute limit to hold the line, she suffered severe internal injuries from the sheer force of the blow.

Across the courtyard, the Sky Squad found themselves similarly gridlocked, overwhelmed by the sheer volume of dark operatives and Golden Crane disciples. With reinforcements yet to arrive, each member was forced to fight isolated, desperate battles.

Alicia remained trapped under Sengturi's relentless pressure, forced continuously backward. If she severed the blade lock, his sword would instantly run her through.

"This is what happens when you defy us!" Sengturi gloated, driving his weight down. "If you're so eager to join your father in death, I'll gladly grant your wish! Your father was formidable—that's precisely why we quietly fed him a lethal, slow-acting poison! That is the only reason a master like him fell so easily!"

As Sengturi continued to push his dark magic down, Alicia froze. A sudden, vast wave of energy began to flow down her blade. Her perception expanded, sensing the ambient natural energy drifting through the surrounding atmosphere. She didn't fully comprehend how, but the pathways within her core were unlocking to the absolute highest realm.

Previously, under Warrior Jiro's instruction, she had mastered the 5th internal circle. Normally, expanding one's internal circles required years of methodical cultivation. Yet, as she reached the absolute peak of the legacy left behind by her grandfather Yonan, the hidden potential within her core unlocked. Her internal circles aligned seamlessly, expanding and ascending straight to perfection in an instant.

The internal energy circles within Alicia's frame flared into full manifestation. Her eyes glowed with a brilliant, celestial radiance as she fused entirely with the surrounding natural elements. Absorbing the ambient natural energy into her core, she converted it into her own unyielding power.

Sengturi's assault abruptly ground to a halt. He could no longer push Alicia back even a fraction of an inch. His forward momentum was completely checked—it felt as though the dark-cloaked blade in his hands had been frozen solid in ice.

What kind of power is this?! Impossible! Sengturi gasped in horror. He had deployed the maximum threshold of dark magic his body could physically tolerate, yet his strike was neutralized effortessly, leaving him immobilized in place.

Sensing immediate mortal danger, Sengturi yanked his blade back and retreated several paces away from Alicia. Unfortunately for him, Alicia had already gathered a monumental volume of natural energy. Leveling her spellsword, she aimed the tip straight at his heart.

Sengturi tried to leap further back, but his legs refused to move. Fine, web-like strands of light energy bound his limbs to the earth, trapping him in place. Before he could process his predicament, Alicia transformed into a streak of blinding light, her body shrouded in pure radiant magic as she shot forward at terrifying speed.

Her spellsword moved like a flash of lightning, piercing clean through his dark magic armor. By the time Sengturi felt the sensation, Alicia had already glided past him, coming to a rest several feet behind his back. Sengturi lost all feeling in his extremities, his conscious control over his physical body dissolving into nothingness. Alicia's blade had passed through him completely.

"Farewell, Sengturi," Alicia whispered softly, her back turned to him.

Those were the final words Sengturi ever heard before his body collapsed to the courtyard floor, severed in two as the dark magic evaporated from his lifeless remains.

Sengturi was dead. Alicia looked up toward the night sky as the sounds of battle continued to thunder all around the compound. War still raged across the estate, yet a profound sense of tranquility washed over her heart—her father's murder had finally been avenged.

A moment later, a wave of exhaustion hit her frame. She stumbled slightly, realizing her body was not yet fully conditioned to sustain such a sudden, rapid ascension of her internal circles. Her energy reserves dipped dramatically. Touching down on the ground, she began regulating her breathing to recover her strength, knowing she still had to support her comrades.

On the other side of the courtyard, Drakos witnessed his son fall. Yet, he remained locked in a desperate clash with Warrior Jiro. As sword strikes collided with Jiro's Wind Blast, both masters were repelled by the resulting shockwaves. Enraged by the death of his son, Drakos attempted to break away to cut down Alicia, but Warrior Jiro stepped back into his path, blocking his advance.

"I will pulverize every last one of you!" Drakos roared, his aura exploding outward in a chaotic frenzy. Pitch-black energy shrouded his mutated frame in an even denser layer of malice.

Jiro recognized that Drakos had pushed his body far beyond its natural threshold, making his unstable power exceptionally lethal. The time had come for Jiro to deploy his absolute full strength as well. He had spent countless hours conditioning his body to synthesize the ultimate assassin arts inherited from Ganada with destructive kinetic force.

Coating his frame in a dense, shimmering aura, Jiro tapped into the breakthrough he had achieved during his private training back at Dompai. He harbored no hesitation. Absorbing the natural energy around him, he condensed a massive wave of kinetic power into his fist.

With dark magic swirling violently around his mutated vessel, Drakos prepared his ultimate execution strike. Leaping forward, he charged straight at Warrior Jiro, intending to crush him before slaughtering everyone else in his sight.

SYUUUUNGGGGG! WOOOSH!

Moving at terrifying velocity, Drakos closed the distance. Yet Warrior Jiro responded instantly, initiating Ghost Speed to move at a speed invisible to the naked eye. His bare fist crackled with a dangerous fusion of lightning and atmospheric wind magic, drawn directly from the surrounding natural elements.

Explosive air pressure detonated around Jiro as he launched himself toward Drakos. Before the two collided, an invisible pressure wave manifested between them—a localized field of absolute repulsion created by their opposing energies. Both masters drove their full weight forward, straining to shatter the opponent's defense.

Light and dark forces collided violently, lighting up the night sky. Onlookers across the compound turned their heads toward the confrontation, awed by the sheer magnitude of power on display. Arcs of lightning crackled continuously between Jiro and Drakos. Even with his extreme velocity, Jiro found himself temporarily held at bay by the raw, demonic strength of the Demon Lord's direct disciple.

Refusing to yield, Jiro drove his feet deeper into the earth, pressing forward alongside Drakos until the repulsion barrier shattered completely.

"Ultimate Blast!" Jiro roared, channeling every remaining drop of his internal aura into his fist.

Jiro and Drakos collided head-on in an apocalyptic clash of absolute force. The deafening detonation shattered the surrounding air as Jiro's lightning-infused fist met Drakos's demonic dark-strike.

Who would emerge victorious? The outcome rested entirely on who possessed the resilience to survive the catastrophic impact.

BLAARRRRRRRR! BOOOOOOMMMM!