Echoes of Power
The battlefield was silent.
Not the silence of peace—but the quiet that comes when something beyond comprehension has just happened.
Ethan stood amidst the destruction, his golden-shadow aura flickering around him, distorting the very fabric of reality. The aftermath of his power still vibrated in the air, warping space like the universe itself was struggling to understand what he had become.
Selene coughed, barely holding herself upright, her golden energy flickering weakly. Mia and Kieran were still catching their breath, staring at the massive crater where General Vaelan had once stood. The Omega-Class Suppression Squad had fled—not because they were ordered to, but because they had no other choice.
Ethan had won.
But no one could celebrate.
Because they all knew something had changed.
Orion, his arm still bleeding from the battle, finally spoke. "Ethan… what the hell are you now?"