—[Live Global Broadcast Feed | 10th Floor Boss Arena: Active]—
The world watched in breathless silence.
Dozens of feeds from across the globe were locked onto the same scene—satellite projection, military broadcast, Astral Community's live tracker—all of them streaming the chaos unfolding within the 10th Floor's merged arena.
But among the chaos… one figure stood apart.
Blurring in and out of reality, fists glowing like miniature suns, carving strikes into the titanic body of Korr'Thal—the Tri-Soul Calamity that no simulation had ever predicted.
Blank.
The name whispered through every tongue. Revered. Feared.
And now… understood
—
In a military command center in Manila
A commander slammed his fist down on the desk. "That's not a Vassal. That's a damn natural disaster."
His adjutant nodded slowly, eyes wide. "He's moving faster than our systems can track. Even with their skills enabled… the other two can't keep up."
—
In Tokyo, inside Astraia's abandoned guild tower
