The ground trembled violently, cracked open by the dark energy seeping from the runic circle. Shadows stretched out, menacing, and the tension on the battlefield reached its peak.
Then, suddenly, a cold breeze swept across the area, and with it, a figure appeared atop a shattered rock. Cloaked in darkness, his unreadable gaze scanned the scene with chilling intensity.
Kido was there.
His jian, a fine and deadly blade, gleamed with a spectral glow, energy rippling along its edge like a serpent ready to strike. He said nothing, yet the pressure emanating from him was enough to freeze several soldiers in place. His heavy aura contrasted with his apparent tranquility, but those who knew him understood—he was ready to strike.
Cain turned his head slightly toward him, his eyes never leaving the tentacles still emerging from the ground.
"Looks like you arrived just in time..."
