The frozen valley shivered under the tension. Ice and snow swirled violently around the battlefield, whipped by winds that seemed almost alive, carrying the roars of Fenir's pack in the distance. Fenir, its massive form now glowing with a hidden, awakened frost energy, stood before Ashura, claws splayed and fangs glinting like shards of diamond.
Ashura's black halo pulsed, lightning arcing across his body in jagged waves of Transcendent Wrath, violet and black intertwining. His sword hummed in resonance, charged with the authority granted by the Nameless God. Every step he took cracked the ice beneath him, snow scattering in violent arcs.
"Alright, Fenir," Ashura muttered, smirking despite the biting cold. "Let's see if you're worth the storm."
Fenir lunged, faster than any wolf of its size had a right to be, claws raking the air toward Ashura's head. He pivoted smoothly, blade snapping up in a counter. Sparks of black and violet lightning clashed with the frost energy, sending shards of ice and snow erupting like fireworks.
The Alpha growled, a sound that vibrated through the bones, and slammed its massive paw into the ground, sending a shockwave that hurled Ashura back several meters. He skidded across the ice, sparks of Transcendent Wrath trailing from his fingertips, then rose with a grin.
"Nice trick… but I've danced in worse storms."
He surged forward, moving faster than the eye could follow, slicing through Fenir's summoned wolves with precise, devastating strikes. Each swing of his blade left streaks of black lightning in the snow, the energy sizzling as it met Fenir's frost aura.
Fenir's true power revealed itself. Ice and frost erupted from its body, encasing the ground and the sky in a blinding white storm. Every breath it exhaled sent shards of frozen wind toward Ashura, forcing him to leap, dash, and strike simultaneously.
Ashura unleashed Transcendent Wrath, black lightning arcing from his blade and halo, tearing through the icy storm. The collision of powers sent the valley quaking, the pack howling in terror and awe.
"Am I supposed to die here? Funny… I don't think so."
The Alpha lunged again, fangs glinting, and Ashura met it midair with a spinning slash. The clash echoed like thunder. Fenir's claws grazed his side, tearing flesh and frost alike, but the surge of Amethyst and Black Lightning healed and strengthened him instantaneously.
Near-Death Moment: Ashura's chest burned, his arms shook from the strain, and the cold threatened to freeze his movements. Fenir's eyes burned with icy hatred. For a heartbeat, it seemed the Alpha had him. Then Ashura roared, a storm of violet and black energy exploding from his body, throwing the Alpha back.
Ashura slammed his sword into the ground, sending a radial wave of Transcendent Wrath. Ice shattered, wolves scattered, and Fenir's aura flickered under the overwhelming power. Ashura's aura flared higher, the black halo spinning, arcs of lightning dancing across his body.
"I don't fight to survive. I fight to dominate. Watch carefully, Fenir."
He leapt into the air, spinning and releasing a torrent of lightning that tore through Fenrir's defenses, electrifying the frozen battlefield. Snow and frost vaporized under the heat of his power. Fenir staggered, snarling, but it wasn't finished—it summoned a massive avalanche of frost wolves in one final desperate strike.
Ashura's eyes glinted violet-black. With a single, fluid motion, he split his aura into multiple lightning wraiths, each armed with ethereal swords, and they descended upon the oncoming horde, cutting through them like a storm of blades.
"I said… watch me."
The wraiths, fully evolved and coordinated with his every thought, slashed, struck, and electrocuted the enemies, reducing them to frozen corpses in seconds. Fenir roared, now cornered, every movement radiating raw power.
Fenir lunged at Ashura, energy blazing, aiming to end it with one massive blow. Ashura, channeling all of his Transcendent Wrath, black and violet lightning enveloping his body, caught the Alpha midair.
Time seemed to slow as sword met claw, lightning crackling across the valley. Ashura's body strained to its absolute limits, blood mixing with frost, aura radiating with every ounce of authority he possessed. Fenir's eyes widened in shock—no wolf had ever faced such power.
With a roar, Ashura pushed forward, slicing through the Alpha's chest with Transcendent Wrath infused strike. Lightning and frost collided violently, the explosion echoing across Thryndol. Fenir let out a final, shuddering howl, collapsing to the ground as the storm around it dissipated.
Ashura landed on his feet, chest heaving, bloodied but unbowed. His halo flickered, casting long shadows across the frozen valley. Wolves and ice shattered around him, but he stood tall, victorious.
"Storm… always wins."
As Ashura straightened, black and violet lightning still sparking across his body, the ground shook violently. From the depths of the valley, a new, ominous aura rose, far stronger than Fenir. Something massive stirred beneath the ice, an unseen presence that radiated power even Ashura's eyes hadn't encountered.
The system pinged in his mind:
[Warning: Unknown Calamity-Level Entity Detected]
[Recommended: Maximum Caution]
Ashura smirked, sword already in hand.
"Well… looks like the real fun is about to begin."
The wind howled, carrying an almost imperceptible voice: "Ashura Bellet… you are not done yet."