The hourglass of fate had been turned, the sands of time running thin. The field of battle had seen a dozen clashes, each encounter more brutal than the last.
It was a grand theater of war, where valor met dread, and survival was the prize.
And now, it was time for the grand finale.
Bathed in the ethereal glow of countless holographic screens, Chronos stood amidst the mesmerizing spectacle of future tech brilliance that was the Colosseum's Control Room.
Floating holographic panes of light fluttered around like celestial butterflies, each one a window into a different facet of the combat zone.
Stacked upon these screens, lines upon lines of data danced, reflecting the precision and complexity of this war simulation.
Poised before this glowing array, Chronos surveyed the battleground with a hawk's intensity, his gaze fixed on the final face-off.
The protagonists of this act were the Erinyes siblings and Tsukuyomi's battalion.
