The New War Begins

The Moment Fear Took Hold

The battlefield was no longer silent.

It was shaking.

The very fabric of reality trembled beneath the weight of Ethan's return.

The golden-shadow aura around him pulsed like a heartbeat, the sheer pressure of his existence warping reality itself. The cracked earth beneath his feet groaned, unable to withstand the divine energy now coursing through his veins.

For the first time, the Council Leader felt something he had never known before.

Fear.

He had killed Ethan Cross.

Erased him. Burned his body to ash.

And yet—Ethan stood before him.

Not broken. Not weakened. But something greater.

The Council Leader's lips curled into a tight snarl. "This is impossible."

Ethan tilted his head, rolling his shoulders lazily. "You keep saying that." He cracked his knuckles, golden energy coiling around his fingertips. "But here I am."

The Council Leader's fingers twitched.