[[ —RESET— ]]
Riven jolted upright in the Created Space, his breath coming in sharp gasps despite knowing it wasn't real. His mind screamed at him, body still reeling from the phantom pain of divine energy tearing through him.
He had lost.
Badly.
It had been so long since someone had defeated him in a fight. Longer still since he had been overpowered. Yet here he was, standing in the battlefield of his own creation, his body reset, his mana untouched—but the memory of Cassiel cutting him down burned in his mind like a searing brand.
Riven clenched his fists. He hadn't just been beaten. He had been destroyed.
The fight barely lasted a full minute.
His abyssal flames, his shadows—everything he had thrown at Cassiel had been rendered useless. The moment their blades clashed, the divine energy surging through Cassiel's sword had swallowed his abyssal flames whole. It didn't just resist his power—it consumed it, forcing the abyss back like it was a mere trickle against an ocean.
