[Location: The Exchange – Stage Three Arena]
*BOOM.*
The explosion of conflicting mana tore through the Chrome Jungle.
Trees made of rebar melted into slag.
The acidic river evaporated into a cloud of toxic steam.
In the center of the crater, two figures stood locked in a stalemate.
On one side, the Diamond Champion.
It had transformed into a grotesque mockery of Damien's Dragon Form.
Half its body was covered in jagged, shifting black scales that leaked of smoke.
The other half was a blinding, chaotic mess of golden light that scorched the air.
On the other side, Zero.
He was pushed back, his boots carving deep trenches into the metal floor.
His coat was torn, revealing the faint glow of his Will Armament straining to hold back the Monster's raw power.
"I see it," the Monster rasped, its voice a distorted echo of Damien's own.
"Your balance. It is fragile."
The Monster raised a claw wreathed in Black Shadow.
