The light blue fragments scattered across the battlefield suddenly trembled like they were alive.
A faint azure radiated from each shard, casting an eerie chill over the arena.
As if drawn by an invisible force, the shards rose one by one, swirling through the air before they rushed back into Arnold's hand. His pale blue longsword reformed in a blinding flash, shimmering with renewed power.
Arnold's voice rang out, steady but strained. "I call this..."
The blade's radiance intensified, and his face paled as though the sword was draining the very life from him.
"Ocean's Wrath!"
With a mighty roar, he unleashed a devastating slash. The sword's energy surged toward Aelion like a roaring tidal wave, its force so great that the ground beneath their feet shuddered.
Aelion, sensing the magnitude of the oncoming attack, furrowed his brow. A flicker of seriousness broke through his usual mask of confidence for the first time.
With a deep breath, the power of a grandmaster coursed through him, wrapping his slender hand in an ethereal force. He extended his delicate, pale hand, ready to catch the full force of Arnold's deadly strike—barehanded.
The clash was titanic. The blue sword energy collided with Aelion's hand in a blinding flash, lighting up the battlefield as it shook beneath them.
A billowing cloud of dust erupted, obscuring the scene from view.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the arena, blowing away the smoke.
Aelion emerged, standing tall, his posture unchanged, but something was different—his right palm bore a deep, jagged scar. Even though a grandmaster like him should have healed instantly, the wound on his hand stubbornly remained.
A twisted grin spread across Aelion's face, his eyes gleaming with madness and exhilaration.
"Heh, interesting. Truly fascinating. Arnold, I'll admit it. You're the strongest below grandmaster…"
Yet as his voice echoed through the arena, Arnold's figure vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind.
"Aelion, what happened here?"
A voice broke the silence as Elder hurried to the scene. That night, she had sensed an ill omen—the dimming of the King Star and the rise of the Wolf Star—a sign that something terrible was about to unfold in Montiria.
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