Across the vast and boundless terrain of Aesmirius's domain, the echoes of two immense forces clashing thundered across the entire realm. The golden and verdant landscape below quaked violently, its serene beauty marred by explosions of flame and darkness colliding over and over again. Each impact carved deep craters into the earth, sending tremors through the air and scattering waves of mystic energy in every direction.
Liam and his illusionary counterpart were locked in a relentless struggle, each strike faster and deadlier than the last. From the very moment Liam had made the first move, neither of them held back. Every motion, every flicker of power was aimed to kill. There was no hesitation, no mercy—only the pure clash of two identical beings driven by opposing wills.
