After dying countless times, Shelby finally slew the Titan Warrior.
Zane and Xoxo stood frozen, staring in disbelief. Even the most advanced scientists of Atlantis had spent centuries researching and developing a prototype weapon designed solely to kill a Titan. The fact that Shelby managed it by himself was nothing short of impossible.
Zane had cleared this mission too—but his path had been easier. His soul-sword had devoured and digested that same prototype weapon, giving him an advantage. Watching Shelby triumph through sheer willpower only deepened his admiration.
Beside him, Xoxo was dumbstruck, muttering half-formed questions under his breath.
"Well done, Shel. You finally did it," Zane said, genuine pride in his tone.
Shelby collapsed onto the ground, catching his breath. "You went through this process too, right? How long did it take you to find the Titan's weakness and kill it?"
