"And am going to start with you"
Aegon's claw came down, reality itself seeming to scream beneath the weight of his strike. Kelvin braced, scythe rising in a desperate defense—
But before the blow could land, a blinding flash erupted between them. Steel rang against scale.
It was Kaelen.
The Blade of Eternity locked against Aegon's crimson talons, sparks of cosmic energy bursting outward in dazzling arcs. His body shook under the pressure, knees nearly buckling, but his voice thundered with an authority that froze everyone in their place.
"Go! All of you—flee!"
Kelvin staggered back, stunned. His scythe lowered, his expression torn between fury and disbelief.
"Kaelen, what the hell are you—"
But he couldn't finish. Kaelen's blade pulsed with Eternity's light, forcing Aegon's claw just barely away from Kelvin's chest. The air vibrated violently, as if space itself couldn't decide whether to shatter or mend.
