Chapter 72: Bound by Destiny

Renzor's body trembled as he forced himself to rise, each movement sending waves of agony through his battered form. His breath came in ragged gasps, each one a struggle against the weight of his own injuries. Slowly, he staggered to his feet, his legs threatening to give out beneath him, the blood from his wounds mingling with the dust and debris around him. Each heartbeat echoed like thunder in his ears, a reminder of the fierce battle he had barely survived.

A faint, warm glow began to emanate from the walls of the chamber. The ancient runes that had witnessed his epic struggle against Firon, the God of Destruction, started to pulse with a gentle, rhythmic light, as if acknowledging his hard-won victory. Renzor's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. The chamber, imbued with the power of countless generations of warriors and gods, was responding to his triumph in a way he had never seen before.