The Fractured Realm trembled as Pyro and Ashen faced the Voidrend Dragon. Its titanic form hovered menacingly above them, its wings sending gales of wind that ripped through the landscape.
The air was thick with tension and the unmistakable stench of death. Ashen's heart pounded, but his mind remained calm, the passive effect of Ataraxia dulling the overwhelming fear that came with facing a creature of such monstrous power.
"Ready for another round, Ashen?" Pyro's voice echoed, carrying an edge of manic excitement. His sword crackled with raw energy, the last vestiges of his *Berserk Mode* burning out.
Ashen's eyes flicked towards Pyro. "I'll support you. Let's show this arrogant beast what we're capable of."
The Voidrend Dragon's haunting laughter reverberated through the air. "You insects dare defy me? I will reduce you to ash, mere dust upon this cursed land!"
