The Shadow Fang gathered beneath the glowing Forge, determination etched on every face. Minwoo held the Nexusblade tightly, feeling the dormant power within stir—but it needed awakening.
Selene and Lira began casting ancient glyphs, their magic weaving around the blade, while Jinn chanted words forgotten by time.
"The Nexusblade is more than a weapon," Selene said. "It's a key — a conduit to immense power waiting to be unleashed."
Kinro growled softly, flames flickering in rhythm with the spell.
Far across the realms, Zerathos's dark presence rippled like a spreading shadow.
In the ruins of a fallen kingdom, the Ruler unleashed his wrath—twisting the land and summoning horrific creatures from the void to tear through the defenses of Minwoo's allies.
Back at the Forge, Minwoo's grip tightened as the Nexusblade blazed with newfound energy.
"It's awakening," Minwoo said. "But so is Zerathos's fury. We don't have much time."
The war was accelerating.
And the fate of all worlds now rested on the Shadow Fang — their strength, their unity, and the power locked inside the Nexusblade.