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Meanwhile,
Chaos rippled through the battlefield as Anish Shetty and Mohan Bhargav stepped forward,
Activating their Astras in unison.
With a roar that shook the skies, Anish's body radiated blue light as the Nandi Astra( Cow based astra) manifested —
The spectral form of a colossal bull shimmering behind him, its hooves shaking the ground as if the Earth itself was lending him strength.
Beside him, Mohan's figure blurred,
His movements quick and untamed as the Vanar Astra(Monkey based astra) took hold.
His limbs lengthened with primal agility, as the spectral form of a huge Vanar shimmered around him.
The two clashed with Naman,
Dev's cunning commander, who was directing the flood of servants into the fray.
Naman's sinister laugh carried over the battlefield as he moved his forces like chess pieces, blades and curses flying at once.
Anish blocked the rush of incoming servants,
His Nandi Astra's energy forming a glowing shield as he plowed through the lines like an unstoppable force.
Mohan darted above them, leaping from enemy to enemy with simian agility, landing crushing blows that cracked bone and sent bodies sprawling.
Not far from them, Shiva, Ravi, and Sandeep waded into the servants with deadly precision.
Shiva stood at the heart of the inferno —
His Agni Astra pulsing alive from the tiny flame of Meena's lighter.
With every flicker, the fire roared higher, pillars of searing heat rising around him as his enemies screamed and burned.
His hair clung to his sweat-streaked face, eyes blazing as though he was the fire itself —
A living Astra.
Ravi's approach was different —
Sinister, calculated.
With his Mantradrishti Astra( has ability to transform into someone),
He became the unseen predator.
His body shimmered, twisting into the very likeness of the enemies he fought.
Blending among Dev's servants,
He struck when least expected —
A throat slit here,
A backstab there, leaving only shock and whispers of betrayal in his wake before he melted back into the swarm like a phantom.
Sandeep, calm and ruthless, carved through the chaos with his Himastra(Ice based astra).
His sword gleamed like frozen crimson steel,
And with every slash it left behind chilling scars of blood-ice.
Each servant cut by his blade froze from the inside,
Their screams muffled as their bodies crystallized before shattering into shards of scarlet frost that littered the battlefield.
The three moved in harmony —
Fire, deception, and frost —
Holding the line against the unending tide of Dev's servants, each strike a testament to the bond they shared since childhood.
And yet, the army pressed on…
The battlefield split in half—on one side, a storm of rain sharpened into crystalline needles;
On the other, an inferno of scarlet flame that bent and roared in defiance.
Dev stood tall, his cloak whipping in the wind,
Eyes burning like embers as his fire warded off Amritha's relentless assault.
Each drop of rain became a spear, whistling down with lethal precision, but none pierced his blazing shield.
"You will die here, Dev,"
Amritha's voice carried through the storm, steady and resolute.
With a wave of her hand, the torrent thickened, twisting into spirals that formed a thousand cutting blades.
Thud. Thud.
Thud. Thud.
Which were bocked by the fire wall.
Dev laughed—
HAHAHA~
Low, cold, and mocking.
His body ignited, then shimmered with elemental fury.
He stamped the ground, and a surge of lightning forked through the sky, lashing towards her.
A heartbeat later,
The earth itself split beneath Amritha's feet, jagged stone pillars erupting to crush her.
Acid mist hissed in the air, followed by a gust of wind sharp enough to tear bark from trees.
His command over the Astra arts was vast—
Each strike a new horror.
Yet, Amritha danced between them, her rain flowing like a second skin, quenching flames, dispersing acid, blunting lightning.
Her water wrapped around her body like armor and moved with her will,
Each strike parried or redirected.
Their clash was not close-range but a storm from afar—
Firestorms colliding with torrents of rain,
Lightning splitting clouds only to be swallowed by surging waves.
The sky above them rumbled as if the heavens themselves were watching.
Rumbled~
And still, Amritha pressed on.
Her eyes narrowed, seeing through his storm of tricks.
"____"
"You haven't changed,"
She muttered, her hand slicing through the air. "Even with all your stolen Astra, you can't mask your weakness."
Dev's grin faltered for the first time.
"____"
The truth was clear.
Though he wielded many Astra, each transition left him open.
He could never layer two at once—
Lightning had to vanish before earth rose, fire had to die before acid hissed.
His versatility was terrifying,
But his rhythm predictable to someone who had faced him before.
Who knew him inside out in battle.
Amritha struck, her rain converging into a single trident of pressurized water, sharp enough to pierce steel.
She hurled it through the firestorm, cutting straight toward his chest.
Dev barely twisted aside, the spear grazing his shoulder and sizzling against the flames.
Snarling, he wiped the burning water from his wound.
His fiery aura flared hotter,
But Amritha only stood taller, her rain thickening into a tidal wall behind her.
"You can't overwhelm me with borrowed power,"
She declared, her voice echoing through the storm.
"Not now. Not ever."
The battlefield was drowned in the clash of elements—
Rain needles whistling down like a storm of blades, fire erupting in crimson arcs to shield Dev's form.
Every strike that Amirtha unleashed bent the very skies to her will,
Forcing Dev to counter with raw elemental fury—
Lightning crackling through his palms, earth shattering at his command, acid hissing as it scarred the ground, and winds howling in violent cyclones.
Yet, with all his might, his rhythm was exposed—
Every attack coming in a familiar sequence that Amirtha could read like an open book.
Her voice rang clear through the chaos, sharp and cutting as the rain she commanded.
"This is why you lost before, Dev! Power without discipline will always falter!"
Dev's laughter echoed, deep and unsettling, even as fire coiled protectively around his frame.
GAGAGA~
He didn't deny it—
He embraced it.
His crimson eyes glimmered with something dangerous, something personal.
"Hahaha! Amirtha… You're the only one who would understand me in battle. Stronger or weaker—it doesn't matter. My patterns, my fury, my obsession… you read me like no other. That's why…"
His grin twisted, almost tender for a fleeting moment.
"…that's why I fell for you. My equal. My companion. The one who should've stood beside me through every war."
The rain faltered for the briefest second,
Amirtha's eyes narrowing—
"____"
Not with hesitation, but with the weight of history.
Her heart knew his words weren't lies,
But truth warped by obsession.
Dev's gaze then snapped to the heavens, locking on the golden pillar of light descending from the sky.
"____"
His smile hardened into something cruel and hungry, his voice dropping into a vow.
"But fate was never kind, was it? It tore us apart. It made us enemies."
His body flared with fire so intense the ground cracked beneath him.
"No matter how many times you stop me, Amirtha… soon, the Brahmāstra will be in my grasp. It is my destiny."
The flames surged higher, his aura swelling like a living inferno,
While Amirtha's storm darkened in response, thunder booming as if the heavens themselves rejected his claim.
Two souls once intertwined, now standing on opposite ends of a battlefield—
One bound by love twisted into obsession, the other by duty and resolve.
The storm-torn sky howled above as the golden pillar of light illuminated the battlefield, casting long shadows across the drenched earth.
The rain hissed as it struck the molten cracks beneath Dev's feet, where fire bled out with each step he took forward.
In his hand blazed the Trident of Fire, its prongs dripping molten embers, the heat warping the air around it.
Opposite him, Amirtha gripped her own Trident of Water, the weapon flowing like a living current—
Its edges gleaming with liquid precision, droplets cascading from its form as though the sea itself had chosen her.
They closed the gap.
With a roar,
Dev lunged first—
His movements driven by brute force, each swing heavy enough to split stone.
His trident crashed down with volcanic weight, sparks exploding on impact as the earth quaked under the strike.
Amirtha slipped aside, her movements smooth, her weapon gliding to redirect his blow rather than meeting it head-on.
CLANG!
The two tridents locked, steam erupting as fire and water clashed.
Dev bore down with raw strength, his muscles straining, veins glowing faintly with the power coursing through him.
Amirtha, eyes calm yet fierce, pivoted her footing—
Channeling the force aside like a river bending around a mountain.
"Still relying only on power, Dev…"
She said, her voice steady, even as the storm's lightning flashed behind her.
"…strength alone won't win against me."
Dev snarled, forcing his weapon free, then swung in a wide arc, flames trailing like a burning crescent.
Amirtha ducked low, rolling forward, her trident flashing upward in a liquid blur.
She aimed for precision—
Her strikes quick, surgical, testing his guard, looking for the smallest crack.
But Dev's fury was unrelenting.
He pressed forward, every strike heavier than the last,
Each thrust shaking the ground, his trident hammering against hers with bone-rattling force.
"You think your technique will stop destiny?!"
He bellowed, sparks bursting as their weapons collided again.
"I'll burn through every defense you raise, Amirtha!"
Amirtha twisted gracefully, letting his momentum carry him forward, then struck in a rippling counter—
Her trident darting like a serpent, striking at his exposed side.
Dev barely caught it in time, fire clashing against water, steam enveloping them in a boiling haze.
Hiss!
The storm drowned out the world as they circled, two warriors bound by past love and present enmity—
One a blazing inferno of brute force and rage,
The other a flowing storm of agility and mastery.
And with every clash of their tridents, the battlefield trembled—
Each strike pulling them closer to the inevitable, final decision of fate.
Sparks rained as Amirtha's water trident danced with precision and fluid grace,
Weaving arcs of liquid steel against Dev's blazing fire trident, whose brute force burned with the fury.
But then—
just as her heel touched the scarred ground—
A crack of molten earth split open beneath her.
Crack~
"____"
It was subtle, hidden, yet perfectly timed.
Amirtha's footing faltered for the briefest heartbeat.
Dev's eyes gleamed with triumph.
"Got you…"
He whispered, lips curling into a cruel smile.
With ruthless speed, he lunged, his fire trident crashing down like a hammer of judgment.
Amirtha raised her weapon, water hissing against flame,
But the sheer force of his strike overwhelmed her guard.
The ground detonated beneath them,
A fiery shockwave blasting her off her feet.
"Mother!"
Shiva's roar cut through the chaos.
Amirtha's body was hurled backward, tearing through broken stone and dust, her form swallowed in debris.
Dev stood tall, firelight wreathing him like a war god, watching with satisfaction.
But his smirk faltered when another figure emerged from the haze—
Smirk~
Shiva, eyes blazing, rage igniting his blood.
In his hand,
A flaming trident manifested, born from his living Agni Astra, his lighter flaring until it roared into a weapon of pure inferno.
He charged without hesitation, fury burning hotter than his father's own flames.
"You won't touch her again!"
Shiva bellowed.
The battlefield froze for a moment, every eye turning as flame met flame—
Dev's infernal might against his son's raw, untamed fire.
The two tridents clashed, the collision birthing a blinding storm of sparks that lit up the sky.
"____"
"____"
Dev's grin widened, half-proud, half-mocking.
Grin~
"So… my son dares to mimic me?"
Shiva pressed forward, flames writhing wildly around him.
"I don't need to mimic you. I'll surpass you."
The battle of fire against fire had begun—
Father and son, power and defiance, legacy and rebellion—
Each strike threatening to ignite the ground around them.
The air was molten.
Ash and sparks floated like fireflies in the battlefield dusk.
Clang!
Shiva's flaming trident crashed against Dev's fiery spearhead, the shockwave rippling outward in rings of searing heat.
Dev didn't budge—
His stance was like a mountain rooted deep into the earth—
While Shiva skidded back a step, boots grinding against shattered stone.
Dev chuckled low, voice dripping with menace.
"Too light. Your arms tremble… your fire is still a child's flame."
Shiva growled, his trident blazing hotter.
He lunged again, sweeping low.
The flame-tip carved a streak across the ground, fire bursting in its wake.
Dev twirled his weapon with terrifying ease, parrying the blow and bringing his own trident down in a brutal vertical arc.
BOOM!
The impact sent cracks racing through the ground.
Shiva barely rolled aside before the fiery spearhead impaled the earth where he had stood, molten sparks spraying like a volcano.
Shiva retaliated with speed—
Spinning, he swung his trident upward, catching Dev's weapon in a sudden hook.
With a yell, he twisted, trying to disarm his father.
Dev's lips curled in a grin.
Grin~
"Good… but predictable."
He shifted his weight, using brute strength.
Shiva's arms shook violently as Dev forced the lock back, the sheer pressure buckling his son's grip.
The firelight between their weapons flared so bright it scorched the air.
Shiva's teeth clenched.
"____"
Instead of breaking,
He let the force push him back, flipping into a backward somersault.
Mid-spin, he hurled his trident like a spear.
The flaming weapon tore through the battlefield, a comet streaking toward Dev's chest.
Dev's eyes narrowed.
"____"
He spun his own trident, batting the projectile aside in a shower of sparks—
—but in that same instant, Shiva landed, sliding forward and summoning a second blaze from his lighter.
Another trident flared into being in his hands.
Dev's smirk sharpened.
Smirk~"Clever boy."
Shiva closed the gap, attacking with feral speed.
His movements were less refined than Amirtha's,
But they carried reckless intensity.
Each strike was a storm, fueled by emotion—
Sweeping arcs, stabbing thrusts, spinning swipes.
Dev absorbed it all.
Every blow met with calm blocks, his fire trident moving like a serpent, coiling and striking with merciless precision.
He fought with economy of motion, conserving power, his eyes coldly studying his son's desperation.
He didn't use any other astra's like with Amirtha.
He was toying with Shiva with Agni Astra only.
The clash built like a crescendo.
Clash!
Clash! Clash!
Sparks rained like meteors.
The ground beneath them was scorched black, craters bursting with each impact.
Finally, Dev caught Shiva's trident mid-strike with a twist, locking the shaft against his own.
Their faces came close, sweat and embers between them.
"____"
"____"
"You burn bright, Shiva,"
Dev growled, pressing down with raw force.
"But bright flames die fast."
Shiva's arms trembled under the crushing weight, knees nearly buckling.
But his eyes—
His eyes burned hotter than his weapon.
"I'm… not… done!"
With a roar, Shiva stomped the ground.
Flames burst beneath his feet, propelling him upward.
He twisted mid-air, flipping over Dev, and brought his trident down in a blazing overhead strike aimed squarely at his father's back.
Dev turned at the last second, weapon flashing upward.
KAAA-CHHHH!
The two tridents collided again, the sound like steel screaming.
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