The ground quaked violently beneath Ryuto's feet as the Lady of Fates raised her fractured staff, the remnants of her golden power spiraling out of control. The once-orderly courtyard was now a battlefield of destruction, with debris raining down from the crumbling town hall and fissures spreading like veins across the earth. The golden sands, now untethered, swirled in chaotic patterns, carving through the stone and slicing through the air like blades.
Ryuto steadied himself, his sword raised as he locked eyes with the Lady. Her form was no longer majestic or graceful; she was a shadow of her former self, her glowing eyes filled with wrath and desperation.
"You defy me, but you do not understand," the Lady hissed, her voice cracking like shattered glass. "Without me, there is no order. Without order, there is only chaos."
Ruda snarled, her wolf form crouching low as she prepared to strike. "Spare us the lecture, witch. You're the one causing the chaos!"