The void screamed around them, a chaos of fractured light and jagged Prismarine shards. Vemy's wings flared, shards orbiting in tight spirals, each one a heartbeat of defiance. The True Warden, calm but undeniably tense, adjusted his stance. His twin halos rotated faster, their edges sharpening into impossible angles, the very air vibrating with their resonance.
"You burn with chaos," the Warden said, voice echoing like the collapse of distant stars. "But do you understand the cost of disobedience?"
Vemy's grip tightened on his spear. "I understand I won't kneel!"
With a roar, he launched forward, spear spinning, shards blazing. But the Warden's form shifted—no longer human-like, now a whirl of light and shadow, moving faster than thought. Each strike of his blade split reality, each parry bending shards into twisted paths. The abyss itself seemed to yield to his will.
"You've learned… to strike. But can you endure?" the Warden whispered, almost with admiration.
Suddenly, a pulse erupted from the Warden's halos, radiating outward in waves. Space buckled, shards collided midair, Vemy staggered—but didn't fall. Prismarine fire surged, responding to his heartbeat, adapting to the impossible pressure.
"I endure," Vemy growled, spinning his spear to send shards spiraling like meteors. "I adapt. I fight my way!"
The Warden tilted his head, twin halos converging into a single, radiant spiral. "Then see… the truth of a Ring's origin."
Light exploded. Not the clean radiance of creation, but raw, unbridled force—the kind that had shaped gods. The Warden's power wasn't just in skill. It was in the essence of the Rings themselves, a song of order and will that no mortal could fully grasp.
Vemy braced, shards weaving tighter around him. His own ring pulsed in response—not controlled, but alive, answering the rhythm of its master. Prismarine fire licked out, tearing through waves of divine force.
The Warden's laugh was low, omnipresent. "Impressive. But chaos cannot endure eternity."
Vemy's eyes blazed. "Then I'll make eternity burn with it!"
As he struck forward, wings and shards spinning in a storm of defiance, the Warden met him head-on. Light collided with fire, order against chaos, and the abyss shattered under their clash.
🔥 Cliffhanger: The True Warden has revealed the raw origin of the Rings—the ultimate test of Vemy's Prismarine mastery. Can his defiance survive a power older than creation itself, or will the abyss claim him?