Time With Elara

A hush fell over the arena, the roar of the crowd dulled by the ominous energy radiating from Cruzer. The ground beneath him darkened, as if the very essence of the void had seeped into reality. His greatsword pulsed with abyssal power, shifting between elements at his command. The battlefield trembled, the balance of power shifting in an instant.

Riven's smirk faltered for the first time. "What the hell…?"

Cruzer raised his greatsword, and with a flick of his wrist, the void surged outward.

Abyssal Devastation.

A shockwave of pure void energy erupted from Cruzer, distorting space itself. The storm above wavered, the dark clouds struggling to maintain their form against the abyssal force. The very air seemed to ripple as gravity twisted, drawing everything toward the center of his power.

Riven cursed under his breath. "Tch—!"