In the heart of the Shadow Realm, time froze for a moment.
On one side, the Black Knight.
He gathered the last vestiges of his existence, his hatred, and his darkness into a single sword.
On the other, Cassian in his child form.
He defied the laws of nature, uniting holy light, chaos, and lightning.
And then, that frozen moment shattered.
Both warriors lunged forward at the same instant.
The Black Knight's sword, cloaked in pitch darkness…
And Cassian's attack, carrying the power of three different elements…
They met at the very center of the realm.
This was not the clash of swords.
This was the moment two opposite poles, two absolute powers, sought to annihilate each other.
The instant they met, there was no sound.
Only a blinding, all-consuming explosion of pure white light.
What followed was the symphony of apocalypse.
The Shadow Realm began to shake from its very foundations.
