The battlefield **stood still.**
The air was thick with **tension, suffocating.**
Everyone watched—some from the broken ground, some from the sky, some from the ruined palace.
**Ryan Jim**, barely standing, his body covered in wounds.
**Thane and Karael**, watching in silent anticipation.
**Dain**, exhausted, fists clenched, still shaken from Kiran's death.
**Elyas and Vinay**, hovering in the sky like gods overseeing mortals.
And **Manav**—silent as ever, watching from the palace, his expression unreadable.
And at the center of it all—
**Liora and Rudra.**
Their eyes locked.
Their auras surged.
**And then—**
**BOOM.**
A force **unlike anything before** exploded from their bodies, ripping through the battlefield like a divine storm.
The **ground shattered instantly,** cracks spreading for miles.
The very **sky above twisted**, clouds dispersing from the sheer pressure of their power.
The world itself **trembled.**
This was no ordinary fight.
This was no ordinary battle.
This was **a war between two gods.**
Liora **moved first.**
Or rather—**she disappeared.**
One moment she was standing.
The next—
**BOOM!**
She was in front of Rudra, **her fist crashing into his face.**
The sheer force **ripped through the atmosphere**, sending a **shockwave so massive** it tore through mountains in the distance.
But Rudra didn't flinch.
His head barely moved.
And then—
**He smiled.**
**CRACK!**
Liora was **gone.**
A single palm strike from Rudra sent her **blasting through the battlefield**, tearing through everything in her path.
Her body ripped through **solid rock, broken ruins, even the sky itself.**
But she **stopped herself in midair.**
Her body glowed—her **aura burned so brightly** it looked like a second sun had risen.
**"Not bad."**
She wiped the blood from her lip.
**Then she vanished again.**
**BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.**
The air shook as Liora and Rudra **collided at speeds beyond thought.**
Fist against fist.
Aura against aura.
Every strike was **a nuclear explosion**, every movement **broke the laws of reality.**
Rudra's **aura was pure dominance
Liora's **aura was overwhelming radiance**—light so intense it burned through space itself.
**Darkness vs. Light.**
Chaos vs. Order.
Their battle was **not just physical—it was conceptual.**
**A battle between ideologies.**
Between **absolute dominance and absolute rebellion.**
And neither was willing to fall.
**"Enough playing."**
Rudra's voice was calm.
He raised a single hand.
And then—
**The sky collapsed.**
It wasn't just an attack.
It wasn't just an aura burst.
**Reality itself bent to his will.**
Liora's eyes widened as the entire battlefield **was pulled toward Rudra**, gravity itself bowing to his strength.
Everything—**rubble, dust, air, even light itself—was sucked into the abyss that was his power.**
The world turned black.
It was over—
Or so it seemed.
Because then—
**Liora laughed.**
And her aura **exploded.**
**A light so bright, so overwhelming, that it shattered Rudra's control in an instant.**
The battlefield **was reborn.**
**And then—Liora charged.
Their fists met once more.
And this time—**the heavens split apart.**