BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
The battlefield shook as Elira and Ataneya launched into full combat against Dungeon Overlord Sycus. The clash of three Tier 15 SSS-rank powerhouses lit up the space like a storm of gods.
It was two against one.
And yet… they still couldn't gain the upper hand.
Not because they were weaker—but because of that damn gate.
Every time their attacks landed, the massive, eerie gate would appear out of nowhere, absorbing the impact like it was nothing. No cracks, no damage, not even a scratch. It was like trying to punch through a dream.
And that was the problem.
They had power—plenty of it—but nowhere to land it.
"My Lord, what do we do?" Feylora asked, tension in her voice as she watched the deadlock unfold. "Should we jump in?"
Ethan hesitated, eyes narrowing. He glanced at Namyanna.
But she shook her head. "Not yet. I see it… but I don't have a solution. Not yet. We need to wait. Watch."
Ethan nodded. "Hold position."
