The fractured world beneath their feet trembled as Minwoo faced Erevan — a figure radiating light so bright it pierced the darkness, yet carried an unsettling chill.
Kinro growled, flames flaring, while the Ghul Lord's shadow coiled like a living blade beside Minwoo.
"Your strength is impressive, Minwoo," Erevan said, voice echoing like a thousand suns. "But even the brightest dawn must fall to night."
Minwoo tightened his grip on the Nexusblade, its edge shimmering with shadows and light.
"Then let me show you what night can do."
The clash was a storm — Erevan's blade sang with the power of collapsing stars, while Minwoo's Nexusblade countered with raw elemental fury.
Light and shadow twisted, danced, and shattered around them.
Kinro swooped, flames trailing, striking at Erevan's flank, while the Ghul Lord summoned dark tendrils to bind and confuse.
Yet Erevan's power was relentless.
He shattered the binds and soared skyward, striking down with bursts of pure cosmic energy.
Minwoo's vision blurred with the intensity — the Nexusblade screamed as it absorbed and reflected the onslaught.
"You're strong," Minwoo admitted, sweat and blood mixing. "But this ends now."
Calling upon every ounce of will, Minwoo unleashed the Nexusblade's hidden power — a blinding fusion of shadow and light that wrapped around Erevan like a storm.
The Eternal Dawn staggered, eyes wide with shock.
As the dust settled, Erevan lowered his blade.
"You have earned my respect... and my retreat."
With a flash of light, Erevan vanished — leaving Minwoo, Kinro, and the Ghul Lord standing victorious… but wary.