Abyssal XIV

Myne grinned, a wild glint in her eyes. "Finally, some action. Try not to get yourself killed, Aiden. I'd hate to miss out on watching you squirm later."

Nexus nodded, his gaze briefly meeting Aiden's. "Be careful. Valen's no ordinary opponent. He wields the Judgment Spear, a weapon said to pierce the soul itself."

"Noted," Aiden replied, his tone unwavering.

As Myne and Nexus darted toward the left flank, Aiden stepped forward, his Abyssal Seal surging with power. The shadows around him coiled and twisted, taking on forms that seemed alive. The air grew colder, the oppressive aura of the Abyss enveloping the battlefield.

Valen descended from his position at the forefront of the army, his golden armor blazing with divine energy. The ground cracked beneath his feet as he landed, his imposing figure towering over Aiden. In his hand, the Judgment Spear shimmered with a light so pure it seemed to reject the very concept of darkness.