As the echoes of their victory faded into the celestial expanse, Ashborn and Lord Shiva stood side by side, their bond as father and son strengthened by the trials they had overcome together. In that moment of divine communion, Ashborn felt a sense of clarity and purpose that transcended the boundaries of mortal understanding.
"Pitashri," Ashborn began, his voice resonating with reverence. "What lies ahead for us? What challenges await in the eternal struggle against the forces of chaos?"
Lord Shiva regarded his son with a gaze that seemed to pierce through the fabric of reality, his divine wisdom shining forth like a beacon in the cosmic darkness. "The path ahead is fraught with peril, my son," Turned his eyes to look at Ashborn or...at Karna? "But you, My son will figure it out someday."
