The desert wind had gone quiet. Only the echoes of battle remained — burnt sand, cracked stone, and the fading smell of shadow energy. The war between Rayen and Atank was finally over.
Rayen stood motionless, his body trembling, his fists dripping with black smoke as the shadow flames faded from his back. His breath was sharp and uneven. Before him, Atank was half-buried in the golden sand, his chest rising and falling with slow, shallow breaths. The once mighty warrior who summoned storms now looked fragile — human.
Atank coughed, a trail of blood running down his lips. His voice was rough but calm. "Heh… looks like… I lost."
He looked up at Rayen, his eyes no longer filled with hatred but something quieter — peace, maybe regret. "Guess… that sword wasn't enough, huh?" he whispered, glancing at the broken Silver Amulet lying beside him.
Rayen's shadow faded completely. He stared down at Atank, saying nothing. The silence was louder than any scream. For a moment, the only sound was the desert wind.
Then Rayen's vision blurred — his body weak, his mind slipping. He saw flashes of the past. Umair's hand. Raj's blood. His own scream. He saw himself kneeling beside his dead friend, powerless, angry, broken. The pain hit harder than any sword.
"Raj…" Rayen whispered, his voice cracking. "I couldn't save you… but I avenged you." His eyes dimmed. The world around him began to fade, and before he could take another step forward, he collapsed onto the sand.
"Rayen!" Jessica screamed, running toward him. Her boots kicked up sand as she dropped to her knees beside him. She shook him, but his eyes were shut tight — unconscious, not dead.
T-Rex walked up slowly, his usual grin gone. He knelt down, checked Rayen's pulse, then nodded. "He's alive. Just passed out." He sighed, standing and scanning the endless horizon. "We can't stay here. This place reeks of blood and radiation. More Unstables will come."
Jessica's voice trembled. "Then what do we do? He's too hurt to walk!"
T-Rex grinned faintly. "That's why I always have a backup."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small silver cube with glowing blue lines. Without another word, he threw it into the sand. The cube beeped, expanded, and then transformed — unfolding into a black solar-tech hover car with sleek wheels and a glowing engine core.
Jessica's eyes widened. "What the hell—?!"
T-Rex smirked. "A gift from Aero Capital. My personal ride."
He lifted Rayen onto his back, carried him to the car, and gently placed him inside. Jessica took the passenger seat, still staring at the ruined battlefield — at Atank's body lying still beneath the fading sun. The once proud warrior who spoke with arrogance was now silent forever.
As the car engine starts. T-Rex muttered under his breath, "That's what this world does to people. Solar didn't just give us power… it cursed us."
Jessica didn't reply. She kept her gaze fixed on Rayen, who was breathing heavily even in sleep. "He's strong," she finally said softly. "But how long can someone like him survive in this world?"
T-Rex gave a small grin. "Long enough. And when he wakes up, Aero Capital's army will want him. Trust me."
The black car soared through the orange sky, leaving behind the battlefield that swallowed so many dreams.
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Meanwhile…
Far away, beyond the red deserts and molten valleys, the green heart of the world still lived — Mount Hizrou, the last mountain untouched by corruption. Mist rolled through its forest. Birds still sang there, a rare sound on this broken Earth.
Inside a wooden hut at the mountain's edge, two figures sat facing each other across a low table — Master , the wise keeper of the Dragon temple, and his student, Yash. The air between them was heavy, but calm.
Steam rose from two cups of hot tea.
Master looked out through the bamboo window and said quietly, "So, the Desert fight is over. I can feel the energy… another Titan has fallen."
Yash nodded slowly, his silver hair glowing in the candlelight. "Yes, Master. Atank is dead. But that means balance will shift again. Prince's Titans won't stop."
Zenro sighed. "You're talking about him, aren't you?"
Yash clenched his fist. "Akash. The second Titan. The one who commands blood and strength. He's coming, Master. I can sense his aura in the wind — dark and furious. He wants to claim Hizrou."
Master eyes closed. "Then it begins. The battle for the last green land."
He took a sip of his tea and smiled faintly. "You've trained hard, Yash. Remember, you carry the Dragon Spirit. Protect the mountain — no matter what."
Yash stood, bowing deeply. "I won't let Hizrou fall. Even if it costs my life."
Master opened one eye. "Good. Because the storm is already on its way."
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Outside the hut, Yash walked into the open forest. The trees swayed softly in the wind, glowing faintly under the Solar sunlight. He walked until he reached a giant tree at the center of the mountain — a relic from before the Solar Blast. He kneeled before it, pressing his palm to the ground.
"I swear," Yash whispered, "I'll protect this mountain. I'll protect Master. Even if Akash himself comes down from the skies."
A sudden gust of wind blew through the leaves — faint, but it carried a charge, like static.
Thunder rumbled in the distance.
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Back in the sky…
T-Rex's car sped through the air, engines roaring. Jessica leaned back, exhausted. "How long until we reach Aero Capital?"
T-Rex checked the scanner. "Maybe an hour. Hold tight."
She turned to look at Rayen again. Even unconscious, his fists were clenched, shadows flickering faintly around him. She could tell — even in his dreams, he was fighting.
The camera panned out — the car flying across endless dunes, lightning crackling far away in the clouds. The storm was moving fast, and within that storm… a glowing figure stood tall — Akash, the Titan of strength Akash looked at sky and thinks huh weather changed hmm looks like today i will conquer hizrou mountain time to remove that master and student.
His voice echoed across the skies.
The war for the Solar World was far from over.
To be continued