The battle exploded into motion as the light Emery clashed against Talaro with fierce intensity.
Wreathed in the shimmering energy of his Elysian-covered twilight form, Emery was able to match the ferocity of a three-cosmos Grand Magus. His mythical bloodlines and the divine resonance of the Elysian Trees fortified him. The sacred aura gave him enough strength to go head-to-head with Talaro, who was empowered by Khaos energy.
Their strikes cracked the air, each clash reverberating across the battlefield. Until the air shifted.
A shadow surged across the battlefield as Daurgothoth, the Khaos guardian, manifested in spirit form. The temperature dropped instantly. Frost slithered across the grass in delicate, deadly patterns. Trees groaned under the weight of his aura. Even protected by his Elysian armor and high magical resistance, Emery felt it—the ancient cold that seeped through his bones, chilling his core.
