The Forge burned bright as Minwoo stood before the swirling glyphs, Nexusblade in hand. The whispers from within the blade grew louder—calling him to master the hidden power buried deep in its core.
With Kinro by his side and the Ghul Lord's fierce presence behind him, Minwoo focused every ounce of will on the blade.
"Balance... unity... light and shadow," he murmured.
The Nexusblade blazed to life, streams of energy flowing from its core, wrapping around Minwoo like a living storm. The air crackled with raw power as the blade's true strength awakened.
Far from the Forge, in the darkened skies above shattered ruins, Zerathos appeared—a towering silhouette cloaked in swirling shadows.
His voice, deep and resonant, echoed through the realms.
"Minwoo... You grow strong, but you cannot stop the coming reckoning."
With a wave of his hand, rifts tore open, spilling legions of shadow beasts into the lands.
Back on the battlefield, the Ghul Lord faced the first wave, his shadow tendrils lashing out with deadly precision.
But even as the creatures fell, Zerathos's presence pressed heavier—a reminder that the war was far from over.
Minwoo's eyes burned bright as he raised the Nexusblade, now glowing with untapped might.
"This ends when we decide," Minwoo declared.
With Kinro's fiery wings beating like thunder and the Ghul Lord's shadows sweeping like a storm, the Shadow Fang prepared for the inevitable clash.
The war for all worlds was reaching its crescendo.