Kaelen's body glowed like a golden sun. His Battleborn Will gave off waves of power that made the air feel heavy. He stood over Azrael, like a hero ready to give out justice.
Azrael lay in the dirt, his sword gone, his body was a broken mess. He was completely at the hero's mercy.
'So this is how it ends,' he thought, a strange sense of calm washing over the pain. 'Not with a bang, but with a whimper.'
He closed his eyes. Kaelen was not just trying to defeat him; he was trying to break him. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction. His hand moved slowly, painfully, toward the pendant on his neck. He was about to crush it.
At the same time, on another part of the battlefield, a different kind of fight was reaching its end.
Gareth of House Valois was fast and strong. His special skill,
KineticCharge
, made his fists glow with a dangerous energy. Each punch he threw was like a small explosion.
Boom!
