As Vladimir hung there, his arms stretched out in agony, he suddenly felt a weight land on his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see a large black crow perched on him, its feathers ruffling in the wind.
For a moment, Vladimir stared at the bird in wonder, unsure of what to make of it. But then he heard a sound, a low rumble that grew louder and louder with each passing second.
It was the sound of thunder, echoing across the mountains and valleys like the cry of a storm.The people watching from below looked up, their faces tense with fear and wonder. They had never heard such a sound before, and they knew that something momentous was about to happen.
As the thunder grew louder and more intense, a bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, illuminating the mountainside in a blinding flash.
The people watching from below screamed and scattered, running for cover as the storm raged on. The wind howled, whipping up dust and debris, and the rain poured down in sheets, turning the mountainside into a river of mud.
"What's this!"the leader said,"I have seen this kind of storm in my entire life."
And all the while, Vladimir hung there, his arms aching and his body battered by the fierce winds and rain.
But even as the storm raged on, he refused to give up. He drew on his inner strength and his unbreakable will, and he pushed through the pain and the exhaustion.
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, the storm began to abate. The winds died down, the rain slowed to a drizzle, and the thunder faded away into the distance.
The crow on Vladimir's shoulder cawed loudly, as if in triumph. And then, with a flap of its wings, it took off into the sky, disappearing into the distance.
***
Amidst of a strong storm both, two sides clashed in a fierce battle, swords and shields clanging against each other in a cacophony of sound. Unexpectedly the man cut the chain of Vladimir,
Vladimir finally set free thanks to his comrade. Vladimir got up and fought with all his might, his sword flashing in the sunlight as he struck down his enemies one by one.
But the leader was a formidable opponent and Vladimir soon found himself locked in a fierce duel with him. Sparks flew as their swords clashed, each blow ringing out with a deafening roar.
Unexpected variable appear.
"Eric, "I can now finally settle things between us."
"Well you look at that if it isn't my best friend,"hi Thomas." you have changed a bit since the last time we meet seeking to be righteous even though your full of crap to begin with, people like you sicken me the most."
"Eric!! stop this nonsense now! Alot of our people
are tired of this endless cruel life!!"thomas said."
"Shut up!! Thomas! They serve it, all the people down there are just mearly a tool for me! Haha!!
Eric dashes towards while swinging his sword toward the head of Thomas. Thomas move his body but still get hit by the slash of Eric sword, both were to fast to follow in the eyes of Vladimir.
"Eric!!" How dare you!!treat your people like a mearly tool!!" what the hell are you planning?!"
"Why would I say such thing to my enemy? Your no longer my Friend! I'm no longer the person you used to believe. This world teaches you that power is the key of everything in order to attain such power sacrifices is need."Eric said."
"What the hell are you talking about! Thomas asked,"What sacrifices?
"I'm planning to kill all of my people and offer their souls, blood,body to my god Valtorath. He said that he can turn me into a god."
"you've gone insane how can you think like that," Thomas said."
"Talking is over my dearest friend be prepare for it is my final move," Eric said."
With a fierce expression, Eric raised his sword and channeled his malice into his secret technique. His eyes glinted with a dangerous light as he unleashed the Dragon Strike, sending his blade arcing through the air in a deadly arc.Dragon Strike: This technique involves a powerful sweeping motion of the sword, inspired by the movement of a dragon's tail.
The strike connected with a resounding crash, sending shockwaves rippling through the air and shaking the ground beneath their feet. The force of the strike sent the opponent stumbling back, their sword arm numb and tingling from the impact.
Eric saw his chance and followed up with the Hellfire Fury, unleashing a torrent of dark flames that engulfed his opponent in a blaze of infernal energy. The opponent writhed and screamed as the flames consumed their body, burning away their flesh and reducing them to ash.
Eric stood back, breathing heavily as the flames slowly died down. He had won, but the cost had been high. His body was battered and bruised from the fight, and he knew that his soul was now tainted with the darkness of his techniques.
As he sheathed his sword and turned away from the burning remains of his thomas."goodbye my old friend I cannot go back now I must move forward,"he said."
***
For a moment, it seemed as though the leader
walks away from the remains of his old friend. He totally forgot about someone, the purpose why he went up in the mountain. He totally forgot the presence of Vladimir. in that moment Vladimir dashes towards the leader and he swing he's swords with all he's might, he successfully cut down the leader.
"I finally understand now why my brother was defeated by you! you're strong regardless of your appearance. I thought your just a brat but to think you can actually cut me down was impressive. What was your name again?Eric asked. Vladimir my name is Vladimir but don't think it's over now because you cut me down I'm tougher than you think Vladimir."