End.

"Warriors of Zendel,"

Zyreth called out, his eyes intently staring at the incoming asteroids.

"We will fight,"

he declared.

"Have you lost your mind!? How are we supposed to fight tha—"

"Then what do you plan to do? Wait for your death?"

Before the other Transcendent could complete his sentence, Zyreth turned towards him and questioned in a condescending tone.

"Gragor, you were always a coward who hid his true self behind his strength.

But for once, stand up and fight for yourself.

Fight for your pride."

Zyreth spoke in a cold tone. Then, he turned back towards the sky and,

"And if you cannot,

Then let others do it."

He spoke, and as Gragor looked around, he noticed that the rest of the Transcendents had prepared themselves, ready to stop their world's doom against all odds.