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NOAH THE MESSENGER OF HELL
Ramsay pressed forward with ferocity, his twin blades carving streaks of light across the Mountain’s massive form. Each strike bit deep, tearing molten cracks into its stony hide, only for the wounds to seal again in seconds. Still, Ramsay did not relent. His arms moved in a storm of precision and fury, forcing the colossal being back step after step. For the first time, the Mountain yielded ground beneath the weight of his assault.The arena shook with every blow, dust raining from above to tell the arena was nothing but illusion, sparks bursting where steel met stone. Ramsay’s breathing came fast, but his focus was absolute. The Mountain was healing, yes—but it was being pushed.Then the mountain's molten eyes flared. The ground rumbled low and deep as cracks split along its left arm, glowing veins spilling fire from within. With a grinding roar, it lifted the arm high. Stone twisted, fire poured forth, and a second jagged blade took shape, mirroring the first.Ramsay froze for hal
VICTORY AT THE END
The moment Ramsay was yanked off the ground—his body slid aside in a seamless motion just in time to avoid the Mountain’s blade sweeping for his neck—he landed lightly on his feet, breath sharp in his chest. A current of raw energy surged through him, crackling like lightning in his veins.Sparks danced across his skin, knitting torn flesh, sealing wounds that moments ago should have killed him. Ramsay muttered under his breath, stunned, “So this is what it’s like… being one with the sword?”.Pain vanished. Fatigue evaporated. Every fiber of his body hummed with new strength. For a heartbeat, regret pricked him—why hadn’t he listened to the sword’s voice earlier? Why had he resisted the bond?Then the soul of the blade spoke clearly in his mind, firm and resonant, “Concentrate, Ramsay".Ramsay's gaze locked on the Mountain. The massive figure had paused, a flicker of surprise breaking its stony calm as Ramsay’s gashes closed before its eyes. Ramsay smirked, straightening to full heigh
THE SOUL OF THE SWORD
Ramsay’s eyes widened as the Mountain soul’s jagged sword arced down toward his neck. Every instinct screamed that this was the end — the final strike that would shatter everything he had fought for. He felt the crushing weight of inevitability press down on him, the world narrowing to the gleaming black edge above him. And then—time suddenly slowed.The sword, which had been an unstoppable force of death, now moved as if through thick honey, descending in a measured, torturous rhythm. Every second stretched, each motion magnified. Just then Ramsay suddenly felt a strange tug within his chest, a warmth and light coursing through his veins, and then, shockingly, his spirit lifted from his body. Though unconscious, his eyes remained wide open, seeing, understanding, aware.Ramasy blinked—or thought he did—and found himself several steps away from the Mountain, standing and fully conscious. Ramsay's gaze dropped to the battlefield: his physical self still crouched on the ground, bloodie
HOW SHALL IT END
Back To Ramsay And The Mountain....The Mountain’s jagged black sword came down like a guillotine. Ramsay twisted aside, boots tearing a furrow in the earth as the blade crashed into the ground with an impact that sent dirt and shards of stone skyward. Ramsay came up swinging, steel flashing in a desperate counter. His blade rang against the Mountain’s, redirecting its follow-up swing just enough to keep his head on his shoulders.But the Mountain didn’t slow. While Ramsay’s eyes tracked the black sword, the mountain's other hand — massive, root-plated, faster than he expected — lashed out. The blow caught him across the ribs like a battering ram.Pain exploded through Ramsay's body. Air ripped from his lungs. The world spun as he was hurled backward, crashing into the ground hard enough to leave a Ramsay-shaped crater in the torn grass.For a heartbeat, everything was soundless except the roar of blood in his ears. His chest burned; his side screamed where the Mountain’s strike had c
IS THIS THE END
The wind roared across the wide grassland, tossing blades of green like waves on a restless sea. The Mountain’s massive frame shifted with a grinding sound as it stepped forward, each footfall sinking slightly into the turf. Without warning, its forearm cracked and twisted, the stony surface splitting and reshaping into a jagged black sword. It swung it once, the ground trembling beneath the weight alone.Ramsay planted himself, gripping his ancestral blade. Its glow was calm, steady—but silent. No help came from it. Every movement, every instinct, was his own.The Mountain lunged first, swinging the black sword in a downward arc faster than its enormous size should allow. Ramsay twisted aside, boots ripping grass and earth as he slashed in return. Steel kissed stone with a shower of sparks; the black sword barely trembled, leaving only a mark on the ground.They clashed again, the rhythm of strike and parry echoing across the open field. Ramsay’s movements were a blur—precise footwor
WE CANT GIVE IN II
Stone groaned beneath their feet as the first wave of Syrics surged forward. The creatures’ glowing green eyes locked onto Esther, and the princes, princesses, shapeshifters, and Lilia felt the raw malice radiating off them. Pale, muscular bodies moved with terrifying speed, crouched low, arms twisted unnaturally, four clawed hands snapping toward them. Their digitigrade legs allowed them to run faster than any being in the arena, hands and feet slamming into the stone to propel their killing charge.Redrick crouched, balancing Esther on his back. Her unconscious head rested against his shoulder, fragile in the heart of the storm. Redrick muttered to the others, “Stay close. We must protect Esther at all costs".Ramsay stepped forward, sword flashing. Every movement was precise, every swing aimed to cut the Syrics before they could close in. One lunged with four claws outstretched — he twisted, slicing through the nearest two hands and deflecting the others, leaving the creature stag
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