Kaiza had little time to process before the wave of flame washed over him. Fires surged like a tsunami, devouring all in their way. He raised his arms, trying to summon the last dregs of his energy in order to create a shield. Blazing blue flame erupted from his body and crashed into the Harbinger’s hellfire in a tempest of heat and rage. The impact reverberated across the shattered battlefield, splintering rock and casting embers into the charcoaled air.The blast hurled Kaiza backward. He plowed through the remains of a fallen tower, his body slamming into debris and then rolling to a bitter stop. His breath came in ragged gasps, his limbs shaking with fatigue. He attempted to get up, but his muscles protested with every hobbling motion. And he stood among corpses corpses that had been blessed, corpses that sizzled and rotted with the foul smell of struggle hot blood the smell of carnage flesh burning not the flesh of his own, but that of the battlefield, carnage flesh dead on the gr

The air was heavy, saturated with the acrid aroma of burning ash and the biting bitterness of smoke. Kaiza gripped the sword tightly in his calloused hands, his knuckles so white from the force. He sucked in sharp, ragged gulps of breath to meet Malgorath, the Ashen Watcher, who stood before him like flesh made wraith. The skeletal figure’s voice, dripping with mocking contempt, resonated throughout the silence of the ruined battlefield.“You’re too late, Kaiza,” Malgorath’s voice slumbered like a hatchling pulled from dark dreams; his desolate stare navigated the ashes of the burnt world they were standing in. “Your path of reckoning has already started. “The will of the Eternal One cannot be undone.”Kaiza’s heart beat hard against his ribcage. The words were no less than a roost that he couldn’t shake off. The Eternal One. The name congealed in his mind like a blade, a testament to the curse that bound him to the earth for all eternity both immortal and cursed. Beck had long since g

Kaiza's heart thudded against his ribs as the wave of power rolled over him. His sword, once slow and cumbersome, now hummed with raw energy, crackling with the fire of his will. The shadows around him receded a little, like the receding tide, but not enough. The Harbinger of the Void stood before him, unshakeable, a mountain of darkness and silence.His breathing was hard gasps, but Kaiza felt something stirring deep within him something ancient, something primal. It was a piece of him that had lain dormant for centuries, buried beneath the weight of immortality and the curse. But now, with this foe standing before him, it surged to the surface.The Harbinger of the Void, the being that declared itself to be the end of all things, regarded him with a cold, calculating stare. Its obsidian armor shone with a light that was not of this world, and the shadows that clung to its form seemed to whisper, like voices from beyond."You cannot win this, Kaiza," the Harbinger's voice was a deep,

Kaiza's heart pounded in his chest as he looked over the battlefield. The silence was oppressive, the echoes of war hanging in the air like the smell of an old nightmare that had long since faded. His gaze searched frantically for any glimpse of Mina, but there was nothing only the desolate wasteland of ash and smoke where the sky had been consumed by darkness. The Keeper's cold laughter still lingered in his mind.It is done, Kaiza," the voice thundered, cold and icy, as sharp as the edge of steel. "You cannot be freed from the cycle. You cannot be free of me."Kaiza's breast constricted, and he was momentarily suffused with the pressure of the centuries weighing him down. The Keeper's statement was not an utterance but a fact that stirred deep in the recesses of his being. The immortal curse had weighed on him for so long, but it was not solely his own pain that he bore. He had witnessed countless lives flicker out, cherished loved ones lost to the passage of time, and civilizations

The sound of combat echoed across the wasteland, the air shaking with the fury of the Arbiter's strength. Kaiza's blade radiated with a light beyond mortal sight, yet even with all his might, the Arbiter was too strong. The shadow it wielded engulfed the light, the earth itself creaking and groaning, as if the fabric of existence was being warped to its demand.Mina stood beside him, her presence a steady beat of warmth and flame, the light she gave off a contrast to the heavy, smothering shadows of the Arbiter. But even as she tried to draw more power, the Arbiter's crushing aura drained her, each spark of life fading beneath its chill.We must put an end to this," Kaiza growled through clenched teeth, his own voice nearly drowned out by the din of the Arbiter's dark magic. "This is not simply a fight for our souls, Mina. It's for all of it. The world itself is on the line.Mina's eyes flashed with the heaviness of his words, but there was another quality there, one Kaiza could not d