The Canyon of Ruins had become a warzone beyond imagination.
The sheer devastation from Aria and Genevieve's suicidal rampage, the ridiculous destruction from Benjamin's pun-based sorcery, and the mathematical annihilation orchestrated by Caleb had ripped the battlefield apart at the seams.
And yet, it was still just the prelude.
In the midst of the collapsing formations, amidst the screaming, the panic, the sheer disbelief, one player had yet to move.
Lord Doom, Noah…
But then, he moved.
Like a ghost in the darkness, like a nightmare given form, like the movement of the Divine Shadow of a Shadow God, he emerged.
One moment, he was nowhere.
And the next, he was everywhere.
BZZZ!
Sleek, smooth, unseeable, untraceable, like a shadow…
A Blademaster lunged at an opening in Aria's defense, and his head flew off before he knew what happened.