A few moments earlier…
Across the shattered battlefield where chaos reigned, Kyle's laughter echoed through the torn skies. He watched Alex's struggle from his vantage point on a floating obsidian spire, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement.
Every blow Alex took, every wound reopened by the seven Sins, drew another grin across Kyle's face. "So this is the world's last hope?" he whispered to himself. "Pathetic. It's almost over."
He flicked his fingers lightly, and at once, dozens of holographic screens appeared in the air around him—each one broadcasting the brutal clash in real time. The projection spread outward, traveling into the heavens until the images were visible across the entire continent.
Cities, fortresses, and kingdoms looked up at the sky and gasped as the scenes unfolded.
They saw Alex being tossed aside by gods of chaos, bleeding, burned, and buried under mountains of destruction.
