2025-04-30 09:58:05Elder Dusk stepped forward.
His hands remained clasped behind his back, posture relaxed, as though the massacre around him was nothing more than an inconvenience. His eyes, however, were cold. “I admire your courage,” Dusk said calmly, his voice carrying through the ruined hall, “walking into the Thornfells Estate and making such a mess.”
He glanced briefly at Hogan’s broken body, then looked back at Jaden with faint disdain.
“You may have defeated Hogan,” Dusk continued, “but even he is nothing more than an insect compared to me.”
A murmur rippled through the guests.
“Exactly, no one’s stronger than Elder Dusk”
“That’s Elder Dusk…”
“He’s finished now.”
Dusk took a slow step forward.
“I will give you a chance,” he said, as though bestowing mercy. “Kneel. Apologize to the young master. And I will only break your legs and spare your life.”
His tone was gentle. Reasonable. As if this were the most generous offer in the world.
The guests reacted immediately.
“He’s lucky…”
“Elder Dusk is merciful today.”
“Anyone else would’ve been killed on the spot.”
“He should kneel before it’s too late.”
Some even nodded in agreement, convinced Jaden had been granted an escape.
Jaden, however, laughed softly.
He tilted his head, studying Dusk like a curiosity.
“So you’re Dusk,” Jaden said casually. “The one your men at the gate wouldn’t shut up about.”
A few guests gasped.
“He’s mocking him…”
“Is he insane?”
“You’re quite popular,” Jaden added, a teasing edge in his voice.
The temperature in the hall plummeted.
Dusk’s expression darkened instantly. The calm façade cracked, fury flashing in his eyes. The guests felt it too—an oppressive pressure weighing down on their chests.
“How dare you!” Dusk shouted, his voice suddenly thunderous. “This is your final warning! Kneel now, or I will personally cripple you and grind your bones into dust!”
Jaden’s smile vanished.
He stepped forward, eyes cold and unyielding.
“Kneel?” Jaden said slowly. “You think I should kneel… to you?”
He looked Dusk up and down, then scoffed.
“You’re beneath my feet,” Jaden said flatly. “Why would I kneel to trash?”
The hall erupted into stunned silence.
Gasps rippled through the hall.
“Is he insane…?”
“He’s really provoking Dusk…”
“That man just killed Hogan—and now he’s asking for death?”
The guests stared at Jaden as if he were already a corpse. Some turned away, unwilling to watch what came next. Others leaned forward, eyes glittering with cruel anticipation.
Dusk cracked his knuckles slowly.
The sound echoed.
A deep purple glow seeped from his skin, wrapping his arms like living smoke. Chaotic energy spiraled around his fist, warping the air, making the torches flicker violently.
“So you chose death,” Dusk said coldly. “Seems you’re in a hurry to meet your maker.”
He took one step forward.
The stone floor cracked beneath his foot.
“Then I might as well grant you your wish.”
In the blink of an eye—
Dusk vanished.
A violent shockwave followed as he reappeared before Jaden, his fist tearing through the air, packed with enough force to shatter steel and pulp bone in a single strike.
“Yes—kill him!” Derek shouted, his face twisted in manic joy. “Crush him! Let him die like the trash he is!”
Some of the guests grinned.
Others winced.
A few even closed their eyes. They all knew only one thing happens when Dusk strikes, and that’s ultimate death.
But the impact never came.
Jaden’s hand shot up.
He caught Dusk’s fist effortlessly.
The hall froze.
“…What?” someone whispered.
“Did he just catch Dusk’s blow with one hand?”
“No one has ever done that before!”
The purple energy around Dusk’s arm trembled violently, like it had struck an immovable wall. No matter how much power he poured in, his punch wouldn’t move another inch.
Jaden tilted his head slightly, eyes calm—it felt like he was watching a child misbehaving.
“Too much talk,” he said quietly, “for such a weak man.”
Then—
BOOM.
A golden aura erupted from Jaden’s body. It wasn't explosive energy but it was overwhelming.
The air grew heavy—so heavy that several guests dropped to one knee without realizing it. The walls groaned. The chandeliers rattled. Even the chaotic purple energy around Dusk was crushed flat, snuffed out like a candle in a storm.
Dusk’s smile vanished as his pupils shrank, the sudden pressure of that presence was suffocating, overwhelming, and absolutely crashing down on him. His breath hitched, his hands beginning to shake as the weight of that authority settled deep into his bones.
No…
Impossible…
Only one man…
Memories flooded his mind—the rumors of one man, the dominator of wars. The man who saved the entire country single handedly.
Dusk’s breath hitched.
His voice dropped, barely audible. “That... that can’t be... Who are you?”
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