Kael's scream shook the foundations of the dungeon like a living seismic wave. For an impossible moment, all the rune lights around them flickered—then died. The air grew dense—not with mana, but something older, heavier. It was as if time itself had bent under the weight of the raw, primal fury erupting from within him.
Kael's golden eyes blazed with inhuman intensity. The two Guardian Golems restraining him hesitated, retreating involuntarily. Then, with a sharp motion, he shattered their arms—not with brute strength, but with sheer embodied will.
"Now... it's my turn."He moved.
Faster than before.More ferocious.
The first Guardian was cleaved in half with an upward kick that split its torso straight through to the core. The second, Kael grabbed by the head and slammed into the ground until its core shattered. He turned, already facing the next.
And then... the massacre began.
BOOM! CLANG! CRAACK!
