The ground continued to tremble beneath Bintang’s feet as he stood over Heru, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel the pulse of the Dragon Crown against his skin, a sharp reminder of the ancient power that had once brought balance to the world—and was now being twisted by Heru’s influence.
Heru, though wounded, still grinned with a feral intensity, his eyes glowing brighter, as if defying the very force that had tried to bring him down.
"You think you've won?" Heru's voice rasped, strained but dripping with venom. "This is only the beginning. The Phoenix isn't just a man... it's a system. It's a force that transcends the physical world. You can’t stop it. You can't stop me."