Ronin's face blackened at R'lissea's words, and his grip on his sword tightened. "You'll regret choosing her. After everything we went through together, after everything we were…I won't allow it."
His aura exploded, taking in all of his rage and the full power of Blood Reckoning. It stirred a hurricane across the mountain range, tugging at my hair and Borealis's feathers. Even the Primal Guardian seemed to sway, staggering as the earth quivered and shifted beneath its great bulk.
Slowly, his power condensed, gathering on the edge of his sword. It formed a sliver of crimson so intense it dyed the entire world red, filling the night with blood. His eyes glowed the same color, narrowed to ruthless slits.
R'lissea's shoulders sagged, sorrow filling her gaze. But as Ronin took a step toward her, the earth shivering beneath him, she raised her staff, her lips set in a firm line. A single magic circle blossomed at the tip of her staff.
