"I am the Song of Despair."
The dark figure slowly rose from the dust, his body shrinking as he approached the group.
"I am the unyielding incarnation of the Dark Spirit Clan..."
His face was handsome yet effeminate, with crimson red pupils that were eerie and seductive. His height was nearly double that of a normal human.
"I am your father! Get lost!"
ShatteredCrown suddenly erupted in anger, fed up with this bizarre figure speaking nonsense.
He raised his legendary weapon high.
The six-pointed star, red and blue, shone brightly. ShatteredCrown's usual playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a serious expression as he announced, "Abyss of Hell!"
Fierce flames and swirling snowflakes appeared together.
It was a strange sight where fire and ice intertwined, quickly merging to create a surge of combined magical power.
An ice-and-fire prison formed around the dark figure.