Chapter 78: Respect

The arena fell silent as Caden lifted his massive weapon, the World Ender, its five feet of unadulterated cosmic power gleaming in the ethereal lights of the star-studded space above them. The purple hue of the blade pulsed, giving the illusion of an abyss full of stars, an endless void where light and matter were consumed but never returned.

"This weapon," Caden began, his voice resonating with a profound solemnity that filled the stillness around them. His eyes, a swirling cosmos of intense purple, met Drexus's, his stare as impenetrable as the darkest corners of the universe. "This is the force that cleaved this moon asunder. This is the World Ender."

Each word rolled off his tongue with a weight that seemed to press upon the atmosphere itself, the declaration hanging heavy in the air. He angled the blade in a defensive position, his stance reflecting a stern resolve that echoed his proclamation.