Emperor Augustus and Greg locked eyes across the tense battlefield, the air thick with anticipation. For several seconds, neither moved, each sizing the other up with the cold, calculating gaze of a seasoned fighter. The world seemed to hold its breath as steel met steel in a silent standoff.
Then, suddenly, as if bent by unseen forces, both vanished simultaneously—only to reappear a heartbeat later with swords raised, their blades crashing together in a sharp, ringing clang that echoed across the clearing.
Greg kept his signature ability, Absolute Resolution, dormant—for now. Though its overwhelming power tempted him, he wanted to savor the purity of the duel, to test himself against Emperor Augustus on equal footing, without relying on his divine edge.
