The battle had waged for what felt like hours.

Blows that could level continents had been exchanged again and again. Each strike of Va'korr's blade collided with Ulduin's monstrous fists, shaking the chamber with celestial impacts. The chamber—once a pristine monument of obsidian monoliths and ...

The dust had barely settled when Va’korr surged forward.

His body blurred through the fractured air, four arms now unfurled from his midsection—two for defense, two for offense. He spun his blade into a reverse grip, its glowing edge trailing arcs of molten light as the Keioshin closed the distance ...

The air thickened as the final words left Khei’s lips, leaving only the quiet pulse of inevitability.

Then, Va’korr moved.
Faster than something his size should be able to move. His colossal form became a blur of ashen blue—his blade an extension of his wrath.

Khei never saw the attack itself. No ...

The moment hung in suffocating silence as one of the robed, masked figured strode forward across the polished stone of the culling floor and stopped at its center. Before his opponent.

With a measured grace, he removed his mask and allowed the ceremonial robes to fall from his shoulders, the heavy ...

She fell.

But there was no sensation of descent—no wind clawing at her face, no air to scream through, no ground rushing to greet her. Only a void. An utter absence of everything. The robed figures had vanished, leaving her to plunge into this silent, formless abyss.

She fell..

For hours? Seconds ...

She let her head rest back against the strange tree, eyes half-lidded as she studied the horizon—trying to ignore the pain stitching through her ribs.

Far ahead, through the undulating haze, lied a silhouette. Monolithic. Nestled atop an obsidian ridge that jutted from the verdant biome like a ...

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The portal didn’t open into a path or a clearing.

It tore through the sky itself—suspended high above the foreign realm like a wound bleeding light, its edges crackling with unstable magic.

Then, with a violent snap, Khei had been flung from its maw with ballsitic force ...

Khei didn’t speak at first.

She just stood at the edge of the portal, the swirling vortex casting strange, shifting light across her face—colors that didn’t belong to this world.

Her arms fell loose at her sides, but her fingers flexed unconsciously, like a soldier waiting for a war that hadn’t ...

“God, you’re so dramatic.” She said from the edge of the ceremonial circle, arms crossed loosely over her chest, shoulders drawn taut despite her casual tone.

She exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand across her brow as if trying to press the tension from her skull.

“Yes, yes, I understand the ...

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Khei awoke with the taste of iron on her tongue and a headache that felt like it had been forged in a caldera.
She groaned softly, burying her face into the plush fabric of the unfamiliar bedding. Her temples throbbed in time with her heartbeat, and every blink of her eyes ...