The Battlefield Ignites – Harun vs Raj Begins --- The skies were cracked. Clouds churned like boiling ink, and the earth beneath trembled—not out of fear, but in silent preparation. This was no ordinary battleground. It was a burial ground for the proud… and the unworthy. A low rumble echoed across the ruins. Ashes of old wars floated gently through the air. Somewhere distant, wind howled—carrying with it the scent of rage, blood, and destiny. And then— THUD. A heavy boot crushed the silence. Harun stood tall at the edge of the scorched plateau, his cloak swaying in the static air. His eyes shimmered—not with power, but with something far more terrifying. Resolve. He stared ahead, heart still, but veins roaring. The memory of his last failure burned behind his gaze like a brand. He clenched his fist.
"Not this time… I won't lose this time. I won't let anyone fall again." Across from him, approaching with unhurried steps, was a towering figure cloaked in roaring embers.
Every step he took burned the ground a shade darker. Raj. The Flame King. Gautam's strongest general. A living inferno. His body radiated heatwaves. His eyes were pits of molten fury. His presence was heavy—oppressive. The very air warped around him. He stopped barely ten feet away from Harun.
Raj (coldly): "So… you're the one I'll be extinguishing today." Harun didn't blink. He didn't flinch. Instead, he took one step forward. > Harun (firmly): "If you're looking for weakness… you came to the wrong man." Raj scoffed. A small ember floated from his palm and vanished mid-air.
Raj: "You were weak. You are weak. That hasn't changed. But today—" "You burn." The sky answered with a crack of thunder. The battle was set. Harun's hand lit up with dark energy—the Abyss rippling like oil down his arm. He lowered into his stance. Raj's body blazed with flames—the Corefire Veins glowing beneath his skin like rivers of lava. The world held its breath. And then— Harun moved first.
Abyssal Meteor Punch. His fist darkened with gravitational pressure. The ground behind him shattered as he lunged forward, his strike leaving a trail of warped air and roaring abyss. Raj dodged just in time, the fist grazing his side—enough to scorch the fire off his armor. He spun with grace, countering with a Fire Fist, wreathed in white-hot flame. Harun barely tilted his neck. The blow missed by a hair's width. The heat licked his cheek—but he didn't budge. He smiled.
Harun (mocking): "That's it? That's your fire?" Raj gritted his teeth. Fire leapt from his shoulders in jagged spikes.
Raj: "You'll regret that."
Black Hole Punch! Harun summoned a vortex around his arm—space itself twisting, pulling even the light around it inward. Raj's eyes widened. He leapt back just as the fist tore through where he stood—leaving behind a small crater that kept sinking—gravity devouring everything around it. > Raj: "Tch... impressive." He raised both arms to the sky.
FLAME METEOR! A low roar echoed above as fire gathered into the clouds. And then — meteors. Fiery, molten, screaming projectiles began raining down with devastating heat. Harun stood in place. And just before the impact— His eyes shifted. > Harun (quietly): "Time… to disappear." He whispered the incantation.
Bhramm of Vision. Everything—froze. The meteors… paused in mid-air. Time fractured into broken reflections. Raj's vision blurred. He couldn't tell what was real. The battlefield twisted. > "Where… where is he?" Raj growled, spinning, flames flaring. Suddenly— CRACK! Harun appeared behind him and struck with pinpoint force — a deep blow to the ribs, echoing like thunder. Raj staggered. Another blow. Then another. He was trapped in the illusion. Trapped in a maze of shadows and mirrors where every turn led back to Harun's wrath.
Raj (panting, furious): "Break… BREAK THIS!" The flames around Raj flared into a nova, threatening to melt the very fabric of the illusion. But Harun had already vanished from sight. Raj, alone in a false battlefield, screamed in rage — lost in the black spiral of Harun's creation. A whisper of cold wind drifted through the battlefield — not from the skies above, but from deep within her soul. Zoya. She stood silent, the sharp edge of her breath frosting in the air. The area around her shimmered with cold mist. Her boots crunched over frozen soil as her gaze locked on the figure before her. Kareena. The Siren of Poison. She stood with one hand lazily swaying, her hips tilted in a confident, venomous pose. Her eyes burned not with fury — but with something darker. Jealousy.
Kareena (mocking, slow): "Tch tch tch… so pretty. So loyal. That boy would fight the world for you…" "Disgusting." Zoya didn't blink. Her expression didn't shift.
Zoya (calmly): "Last time… because of you, I died. Harun fought alone. And lost. Not. This. Time." She flicked her palm forward.
ICE MINIATURE BOMBS erupted from the ground — tiny, glowing frost spheres — their surface shimmering with condensed magic. They blinked softly… Then exploded all at once. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The icy detonations shattered rock, turning the field into frozen chaos. Kareena leapt into the air, cackling.
Kareena: "Ohhh you're serious today, aren't you?" She clapped her hands together — releasing a sickly green mist.
ATOMIC GAS. A pungent cloud of poison spread rapidly across the battlefield, turning air into a grave. Trees wilted. Stones cracked. Birds dropped from the sky. Zoya's instincts kicked in. She cut her breath. Eyes narrowed. Muscles tensed. She moved like ice in motion — slow at first, then lightning-fast. Dodging the gas, dancing between toxins and decay. > Kareena (taunting): "How long can you hold your breath, sweetheart? A minute? Two?" "Let's test that, shall we?"
Poison Whip — lashed out, hissing through the air like a venomous serpent. Liquor Poison Riot — droplets of toxic fluid rained down like acid grenades. Poison Fang — a burst of spectral fangs rushed at her like a hungry predator. Zoya moved like a blade through snow — graceful but sharp. She flipped backward, slid under the whip, and twisted her torso mid-air to dodge the fangs. One droplet of the riot hit her shoulder. She winced. Her skin turned slightly purple. But she gritted her teeth and powered forward. > Zoya: "Enough." She raised her arm —
ICE GUN! A concentrated stream of cryo-energy burst forth — sharp and precise — It struck Kareena's side. She screamed as frost crawled up her ribs, freezing skin and cloth in seconds.
Kareena (wailing): "You… you—!" But Zoya didn't stop. She charged in.
Meanwhile, Back to Harun vs Raj – The Storm Breaks Raj broke the illusion with a furious shout, fire erupting from every pore.
Raj: "NO MORE TRICKS!!" He raised both arms, flames swirling violently around him.
DIVINE ART OF FLAME! A flaming phoenix rose from his body — enormous, roaring, majestic — wings of pure incineration flapping toward Harun. But Harun… …just raised one finger. A magic circle flickered around it.
Harun (quietly): "I laced this finger with a Flame-Absorb Seal." The phoenix vanished. Just like that. Raj's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What the—" But Harun was already countering.
REVERSED FLAME! A twisting, anti-flame — black as shadow — surged forth like a cursed solar flare. It struck Raj full force. His skin sizzled. His armor melted. He fell to one knee, screaming. > Raj (gasping): "You… you're not human… WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE.
." Harun didn't reply. He vanished again. And appeared behind him — sword in hand.
Abyssal Vuyt Slash. One strike. Clean. Raj's body split mid-air. Two halves. Silent. Still. Harun (coldly): "You were strong. But not stronger than purpose."
Harun (coldly): "You were strong. But not stronger than purpose."
The dust swirled in the crimson twilight. Raj's bisected body hit the scorched earth with finality… but his eyes—flickering, twitching—remained open for a heartbeat longer.
FLASHBACK — YEARS AGO
A younger Raj knelt before the Flame Throne, his fists bloodied from a battlefield long lost.
Gautam (off-screen): "You burn brightest… when your pain is raw. That's what makes you my strongest."
Raj bowed deeply.
Raj (softly): "Then I'll burn for you… till there's nothing left of me."
BACK TO PRESENT — His eyes faded. A whisper escaped his lips:
Raj (dying breath): "…Gautam… forgive… me…"
Harun stood still. His sword hummed with abyssal echoes. His body trembled—not from fatigue, but from the crushing weight of victory.
(Harun's Thoughts)
"This isn't over… That was just the gatekeeper. Gautam is still out there."
He looked toward the rising smoke in the distance. air was poison. The soil beneath their feet had turned black with decay. But Zoya stood tall. Blood oozed from a cut across her brow. Her breathing was shallow. The toxin had partially crept into her bloodstream. Her fingers trembled, her knees threatened to give in… Yet her will — her soul — refused to kneel. Across from her, Kareena was snarling like a beast. Ice crawled up one side of her body, her left leg partially frozen. Yet her eyes burned — not with fury, but with a twisted obsession.
Kareena (panting, grinning): "You love him, don't you…?
That boy… that Harun…" "He'd destroy the world for you… and you like that." Zoya's lips trembled. She didn't reply.
Kareena (laughing bitterly): "Fine. Then I'll curse you. Even if you win… even if you survive…
You'll never be with him. NEVER happy. That's my final poison.
A curse deeper than death!" Suddenly, Kareena screamed — channeling her entire energy into one final toxic art:
Poison Mist: Curse Veil A green-black fog burst around her, consuming the battlefield in a choking blanket. It wasn't just poison — it was soul poison. It corrupted hope, infected memories, and blurred love itself.
Zoya staggered. Her vision blurred. She saw Harun — smiling at her — then turning away. She saw herself — alone, forgotten, broken. Her legs faltered. Zoya (whispering): "No…" But then… A single memory returned. Harun — exhausted, bleeding — still standing. Harun (in memory): "You don't need to protect me. But I'll be damned if I ever let you fall alone." Her eyes flared open. The ice within her exploded like a glacier cracking in summer.
Her Dravillian Stone shimmered with diamond-blue frostlight. Her torn clothes reshaped into a gown of ethereal frost armor, layered in crystals, lined with glowing veins of arctic magic. Her hair floated upward like silk, her pupils now shaped like snowflakes. --- > Zoya (calm, commanding): "Freeze."
Time itself seemed to stop. The mist froze midair. The poison halted. Even Kareena's scream stuck in her throat.
Zoya stepped forward, her footsteps ringing like the chime of frozen bells. She raised her hand summoning her final weapon: ICE KATANA — Shard of Serenity A blade formed in midair, grown from condensed ice, sharp enough to split atoms. But she didn't stop there.
Bhramm of Shape — Merge Form The katana twisted — its edge now warped reality, its curve danced between dimensions. Kareena finally moved.
Kareena (laughing through frozen tears): "If I die… you die with me…" She lunged. But Zoya didn't flinch. With one flick — she slashed.
SILENCE. The wind stopped. The trees stopped. Even time dared not make a sound. And then — in two delicate slices — Kareena's head split into two clean pieces. Her body shattered into crystalized mist. No scream. No blood. Just… frost. > Zoya (softly, to herself): "I don't care about your curse… Even if he never loves me back… I'll fight beside him until the end." And with that, the battle ended.
Zoya knelt on the frozen battlefield, blade buried in the ground beside her.
Zoya (panting): "…Is it over?"
She looked down at her reflection in the ice—half-covered in blood, half-covered in shimmering frost. Her breath was weak. But her heart still beat.
(Zoya's Thoughts)
"I almost gave in to her poison. Almost believed her words."
"But his voice brought me back."
She slowly rose. Behind her, Kareena's shattered remains turned into drifting snow. No scream, no final word. Just silence.
Ash fell like snowflakes. The battlefield was quiet, except for the hiss of dying magic.
Harun walked over to Zoya, his shadow long in the dying light.
Harun (softly): "You okay?"
Zoya didn't answer at first. She just looked up… then slowly smiled—half in pain, half in peace.
Zoya (nodding): "I didn't fall… this time."
Harun (smiling faintly): "No. You rose higher than anyone."
They stood side by side, battered but undefeated. Around them, the earth still burned… and yet, in that moment, it felt like winter had won over hellfire.