Chapter 58 : The Oni King’s Feast

He could win this.

They were strong — no doubt about it.

But Dirga?

Dirga was forged through fire, forged through trials. After everything he'd endured... this was just another battle.

He exhaled, fists tightening.

First move — his.

He thrust one palm forward. Gravity Surge.

A concentrated pull detonated between Oru'Zek and Snaggra, trying to drag them inward like they were stuck in a collapsing star.

But they were already moving — fast.

Too fast.

The pressure zone missed them — but not the mount.

CRACK.

The massive saber-toothed beast crumpled under its own bones, torn to meat paste by gravitational force.

"Ho?" Oru'Zek tilted his horned head. His molten-gold eyes narrowed. "Your skill... interesting."

Snaggra growled and unslung his greatsword with a heavy clang. His boots dug into the earth as he charged.

Dirga met him head-on.