The War God's Champion took another step forward, his towering form radiating an overwhelming aura of power. The air around him distorted, as if reality itself struggled to contain his presence. His jagged greatsword, pulsing with ominous energy, let out a low hum that sent shivers down Serena's spine.
Asher, however, only grinned. His Sanguine Supreme ability flared to life, his crimson aura thickening around him like a cloak of liquid fire.
Serena tightened her grip on her daggers, her Executioner Chains slithering around her wrists, ready to strike. "Got any ideas?" she asked, her voice steady despite the tension.
"Yeah," Asher cracked his knuckles. "Hit him till he stops moving."
The Champion moved.
He was fast.
A blur of black steel and crimson energy closed the gap between them in an instant. Asher barely had time to react, raising his arms just as the greatsword came crashing down.
BOOM!
