The ground trembled as nightmarish creatures spilled from shadowed rifts across the fallen kingdom. Zerathos's minions—twisted beasts born of void and stone—rushed toward the scattered allies of the Shadow Fang.
Minwoo stood at the front line, Nexusblade glowing fiercely in his hand. Kinro roared, flames surging as he soared above, incinerating foes with fiery sweeps.
"Hold the line!" Minwoo shouted. "We protect every soul until the Nexusblade's power is fully unlocked!"
Inside the Forge, Selene, Lira, and Jinn wove an intricate spell, ancient glyphs spinning in the air. The Nexusblade hummed louder, pulsing in tune with their magic.
Minwoo could feel the blade's power growing — light and shadow entwining, waiting to be commanded.
Back on the battlefield, the Ghul Lord wielded shadow tendrils, binding and crushing enemies, his dark power striking fear into the oncoming horde.
Despite overwhelming numbers, the Shadow Fang's unity shone bright — a perfect harmony of fire, shadow, steel, and magic.
As the last glyph was cast, a surge of radiant energy burst from the Nexusblade, sweeping across the battlefield and driving back the darkness.
Minwoo raised the blade high.
"This is only the beginning," he vowed. "Together, we will end Zerathos's reign."
The war for all worlds raged on — but hope burned brighter than ever.