And then...
Steel met steel.
CLANG!
The impact rang out like a thunderclap, followed by an explosion of raw power.
BOOM!
Dust. Smoke. Debris.
Then—a blur of motion.
When the smoke cleared, Khan staggered back.
His arm had been yanked away from the force of Alex's deflection.
Unbelievable.
His crimson eyes burned with fury.
He refused to accept it.
With a guttural snarl, Khan forced more blood into his body, his muscles swelling, his aura growing darker—he was getting stronger.
Then, he attacked.
SLASH
SLASH
SLASH
A whirlwind of cleaving strikes.
Each one powerful enough to split a mountain.
But Alex—he met every single one.
His sword moved like lightning.
Deflecting. Redirecting.
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
The two became a blur, dancing through the ruins, their weapons clashing faster than the eye could follow.
Every step they took, every swing they made—the ground beneath them cracked and crumbled, unable to withstand their battle.
