The land itself trembled as if trying to flee the chaos that unfolded. With an ear-splitting shriek, Astragon — David’s thunderbird — took to the skies, its colossal wings crackling with arcs of raw Chaos Lightning. Every beat of its wings birthed purple-black storm clouds, and from them rained bolts so vast they split the earth open like fragile clay.Bloodfang roared back in fury, molten flames bleeding from its hide. The monstrous behemoth slammed its claws into the ground, molten blood gushing from its wounds and igniting into a blazing wall of living fire. Its roar shook the battlefield, every breath dripping with rage as the barrier surged higher, fueled by its unquenchable wrath. Lightning and fire collided, detonations shaking the battlefield, scorching soil and sky alike.Then the twilight surged. Umbraleon, Seran’s stag, thundered across the ruined earth, spectral afterimages bending reality in its wake. Its antlers glowed with the twilight’s paradox light before releasing a

Scylla and Seryth clashed with furious precision, sparks of fire and mist scattering with every strike of their blades. Scylla brought both Ether Twins down in a blazing arc, but Seryth’s wings unfolded like a shield of scaled emerald — the impact rang out like thunder, sending Scylla skidding backward across the scorched ground.Seryth’s eyes gleamed. “Demon Magic Arts: Mist of Paralysis.”Her twin daggers dissolved into smoke as her scaly hands pulsed with an ominous green glow. Then, like a living plague, a dark mist poured from her form — coiling, whispering, spreading faster than breath.Scylla leapt back, but the fog was relentless. It swallowed the air around her before she could react. She inhaled once — a mistake.Her movements faltered. Her armor’s flames flickered weakly, sputtering out as stiffness crept into her limbs. Her blades slipped from her grasp, falling to the ground with a metallic echo.“Wh–what is this? I… can’t move…” she managed, eyes wide, breath shallow. “

CLANG!The clash of steel on steel echoed through the air as Remael stumbled back, his boots carving furrows into the earth. His arms trembled, struggling to withstand the force of the blow. With a swift motion, he drove his sword into the ground, anchoring himself as golden sparks erupted around him.In a flash of crimson flame, Remiel vanished and reappeared before Vaelthar, his fist engulfed in draconic fire. The punch connected with a deafening BANG, triggering a violet barrier that shimmered like shattered glass. The impact sent shockwaves across the field, throwing Remiel backward.He landed in a crouch beside Remael, smoke billowing from his fists. Remael rose, his wings aflame with golden light. They both locked eyes with Vaelthar, their enemy standing proud and calm amidst the destruction."His offense and defense are monstrous," Remael muttered, firelight dancing in his eyes. "We can't get close, nor can we land a single hit."United, they stood shoulder to shoulder, their a

Groans filled the air as Scylla and the others got to their feet one by one, their hair disheveled and armor damaged from the force of the wave. “Who would have thought we would be caught off guard by that attack?” She brushed off her armor, clearing away dirt. “I didn’t expect the area of effect to be so extensive,” Seran remarked. “Even my barrier couldn’t hold up against it,” Emriel added. “Hey everyone,” Elynora called, gesturing toward the distance. “What do you think he’s up to? He’s taking an unusual stance.” They all watched in anticipation, eager to see Vaelthar make his next move.~~~~~~“Hey, what's wrong with you? You look like you need to use the bathroom,” Remiel mocked, observing his opponent’s stance.Vaelthar said nothing, instead, he crouched low, his stance more beast than man, eyes locked on Remiel like a predator sizing up its prey. The flames on his armor flickered and dimmed as he crossed his arms in an X across his chest. Muscles tightened. His mane ignited

Few moments agoRemiel stepped away from the scene, his shadow casting over the group as Tharon sank into its depths. Unbeknownst to him, the blood of Vaelthar, which he had previously spilled from his mouth, began to glow with an eerie light, forming a pentagram beneath it.Then—The circle erupted in a powerful explosion, shaping a massive, monstrous silhouette within the swirling haze. A force hit Remiel, sending him crashing against a nearby boulder as the creature let out a ferocious roar.~~~~~~A groan slipped from his lips as Remiel rose from the rubble, unscathed, while Scylla and the others hurried to his side, concern etched on their faces.“Are you okay?” Scylla asked worriedly, placing a hand on his shoulder as she anxiously scanned him for any signs of injury.“Yeah I'm fine, thanks.” Remiel assured, dusting the rubbles off his armor as a small smile crept onto his face. Emriel strode over to him and landed a playful smack on his head. "Ouch! What was that for?" Remiel