The voice carried a thick, otherworldly quality, echoing from every direction, yet from nowhere at once. It felt like the air itself had come alive, and with each word, the oppressive pressure mounted.Kade’s heart pounded in his chest as he and his crew slowly turned, their senses alert and attuned to the palpable threat looming behind them. There, before their disbelieving eyes, stood a figure draped in a light blue robe, a black sash neatly tied around its waist. Its body was composed entirely of water, solidified yet fluid, shifting with every movement. The being’s face was unnervingly smooth, like a frozen wave, and its limbs rippled with the power of the sea."You’ve killed my student," the creature said in a cold, reverberating voice that echoed through the air. "But unlike you filthy scum, he will resurrect—though it will take a thousand years." It paused, cocking its head slightly as though deep in thought. "However, do I look like one who is patient enough to wait?"Kade’s e

Ripples of power tore through the frozen air as Jeremy clashed once more with the Ice God. Each of their strikes sent shockwaves across the ground, cracking the thick sheets of ice underfoot. Sparks flew where their weapons met, igniting tiny flashes that glowed against the eerie, wintry landscape. The Ice God wielded his staff with a steady, almost leisurely rhythm, his face revealing no trace of strain. Jeremy, however, was gritting his teeth, each swing costing him more energy than the last.From a distance, Noctis watched with a mix of admiration and dread. The Ice God’s terrifying aura settled over the scene like a dense fog, suffocating in its intensity. Even the guards—inhuman creatures sculpted from pure ice—stood motionless, their chilling blue eyes locked on the fierce contest. To them, it was almost ceremonial, a brutal performance of power.Jeremy gripped his katana harder, feeling his muscles straining as the battle pressed on. He could sense

Jeremy’s mind buzzed with frustration and disbelief as he knelt in the aftermath of the battle, the remnants of the clash still crackling in the air around him. The cold seeped into his bones, numbing both his body and pride. “Damn,” he muttered inwardly, his teeth gritting against the sting of defeat that bit deeper than he’d ever thought possible. “I’m even weaker than I thought.”But just as the bitterness started to settle in, a flicker of defiance rose to the surface, as fierce as it was reckless. A grin, sharp and dangerous, crept onto his face. He wasn’t broken—not yet. “Yes,” he sneered, raising his head to meet the being's cold gaze with newfound boldness. “I see exactly how far my efforts have brought me. Just a little more work, and I’ll be strong enough to rip down this entire void if I want.”The Ice God, Frost, narrowed his eyes, a look of disapproval tinged with a hint of disdain. “Arrogant as ever,” he muttered, his voice like shards of ice slicing through the air. B

Kade’s face was drained of color, his breaths quick and shallow as he hunched over, trying to steady himself. He and the others had narrowly escaped the wrath of the sea god, the taste of death fresh on their tongues. The memory of that raw power, crashing around them in relentless waves, still rattled in their minds like a fever dream.“What the hell?!” Kade finally spat, his voice shaky as he clutched his sides, panting. “There’s no way we’re surviving here. This place is a death trap!”Mary shot him a sharp look, which only made him scoff in disbelief. “What?” Kaade snapped, defensive. “Am I lying, or just pointing out the obvious?” He folded his arms, turning away in frustration, muttering curses under his breath.Mary sighed, trying to steady her own frayed nerves as her gaze drifted into the eerie, mist-laden landscape around them. Her mind raced with uncertainty. “So... what do we do now?” she murmured, the question barely above a whisper, as if afraid to speak it too loudly.

The icy expanse crackled beneath their feet as Noctis faced off with Iron, his gaze sharp and determined. Frost watched from his throne of glimmering ice, a bemused smile on his lips. He knew well enough to respect Noctis’s abilities, but he couldn’t resist the chance to test them.Iron, towering and silent, raised his arm, materializing a massive club of solid ice in his hand. Each crystalline detail glistened in the cold light, edges sharpened to deadly points. Across from him, Noctis unsheathed his dagger, its dark blade gleaming with menace.“This is it,” Noctis thought, steeling himself. He knew the terms of the duel—no powers, no enhanced strength, just raw, primal combat. He couldn’t unleash his aura, nor could he rely on his energy manipulation. It was simply strength against strength, blade against club.But even under those rules, Iron’s icy composition gave him a near-unbreakable durability. His strength was practically elemental, fused into his