The battlefield was eerily still.
Shattered worlds drifted in silence. Stars flickered weakly in the distance.
The cosmic storm had calmed — but the team remained on edge.
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Kael exhaled slowly, the fading glow of his divine aura flickering around his fists.
"It's… over." he whispered — though some doubt lingered in his tone.
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Suddenly —
A surge of malevolent energy pulsed through the void.
A deep, guttural growl echoed across space.
Orion's eyes sharpened.
"No… it isn't."
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From the swirling crimson-black energies — something began to reconstitute.
A skeletal, jagged form — wrapped in dark flames — emerged.
Doomrend… reborn.
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But this was no longer the same being.
His body had transformed — leaner, more feral — armored in rippling, black-red tendrils.
Eyes burning with pure, unrestrained wrath.
His presence distorted reality itself — space bending around him.
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Zeraphon, voice grim:
"He's entered Primal Wrath State…"
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Without hesitation —
Doomrend lunged — faster, deadlier — a blur of violence.
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Kael barely reacted in time — intercepting the first strike — the impact sending shockwaves across the void.
Veyra darted beside him — crystalline wings shimmering — firing resonance blasts to push Doomrend back.
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But it wasn't enough.
Doomrend fought with sheer instinct — wild, unpredictable.
He tore through defenses — claws raking through barriers — strikes fueled by primal fury.
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Cryalis raised icy walls — shattered.
Zevak fired dimensional beams — deflected.
Zero Step warped to flank — caught mid-phase and hurled away.
Orion and Lyra struck in tandem — knocked back by a feral roar.
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The team was being overwhelmed.
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Kael gritted his teeth, aura blazing.
"He's stronger than before — raw, mindless rage…!"
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Doomrend's strikes grew faster — a relentless storm of hatred.
Kael and Veyra fought side by side — their energies syncing, but struggling to match this new onslaught.
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Suddenly — Doomrend's claws ripped through Kael's aura — slashing his side.
Kael staggered, blood trailing in space.
"KAEL!" Veyra cried — pushing him back — shielding him with crystal constructs.
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The Tyrant grinned — voice guttural:
"NO ESCAPE… ONLY FURY…!"
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He raised both hands — gathering a sphere of collapsing wrath energy — a miniature black star.
Its gravitational pull threatened to consume everything.
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Zeraphon shouted:
"We can't let that detonate — it'll collapse this entire sector!"
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Veyra stood firm — crystalline energy surging.
Kael forced himself upright — aura reigniting, defiant.
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Kael:
"We hold him here."
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Zero Step reappeared — battered, but determined.
"Together."
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The team — wounded but unyielding — formed up:
•Veyra's crystal wings blazing.
•Kael's fists burning with divine force.
•Zeraphon radiating unshakable will.
•Zero Step, Orion, Lyra, Cryalis, Zevak — all standing as one.
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As Doomrend's dark star grew — they prepared for the next, desperate clash.
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TO BE CONTINUED…