Hadrian and Vandred stood on the battlefield, their heavy breaths echoing through the open ground.
The air around them shimmered with heat, broken only by the sounds of their beasts clashing in the distance.
Vandred's massive arms swung relentlessly, each strike shaking the earth.
"You were always too proud, Hadrian," Vandred growled, his voice low and steady.
He stepped forward, his feet cracking the ground.
His clawed gauntlets glowed with energy. "Thinking you're above us all."
Hadrian's eyes narrowed, his coat torn and stained with dust.
He raised his digital scepter, the runes along its shaft glowing a bright crimson.
"I was above you," he spat, his voice cold.
Vandred lunged, his claws slicing down with [Bone Breaker Crush].
Hadrian staggered back, the impact rattling his bones.
Vandred grinned, his teeth bared. "See?" he roared.
"Even your fancy science can't save you now!"
Hadrian's breath came hard. He steadied himself, lifting his scepter higher.
