On the eastern front, the tension cracked like a whip through the air. Rain sizzled off scorched ground, but amidst the chaos, Marek stood still, his eyes burning with frustration.
"I've had enough of this," he growled.
Then, with a loud roar, he slammed both fists into the ground. Energy surged outward from his body, vicious, raw, and untamed.
Dark tendrils of power spiraled upward around him. His muscles grew denser, veins glowing, and from his head emerged two sharp energy horns crackling with unstable force. Claws of solid energy formed around his fists, pulsating like blades of lightning.
He looked up, a twisted grin on his face.
"This… is the real predator."
[Ultimate Skill: Apex Reaper]
In an instant, he vanished, rushing forward like a blur of destruction.
Lucia, without hesitation, cast out both hands. Frost exploded outward in a wave, freezing the ground beneath and filling the air with glittering shards.
But Marek didn't stop.
