Rudra was taken aback as he witnessed Arun completely unfazed by the tremendous force he had just unleashed.
The impact should have shattered Arun's bones, but he appeared unharmed.
Overwhelmed by the situation, Rudra muttered to himself, his mind racing with disbelief.
He had never anticipated Arun's ability to withstand such an assault.
Concerned for Arun's well-being, he pleaded, "Arun, can you hear me? You all right man!"
Arun teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, struggling to keep his eyes open.
Physically, he seemed unscathed, but mentally, he felt as though he had cheated death.
Rudra dedicated the next few minutes to stabilizing Arun, attempting to bring him back from the shock that had seized his senses.
Meanwhile, the environment around them began to transform dramatically.
Every nook and cranny trembled, and the ground quaked beneath their feet.
Sensing imminent danger, Rudra cautiously scooped Arun up in his arms, determined to find a safer location.
Closing his eyes, Rudra uttered a soft chant, hoping to shield them from the impending chaos.
Yet, before he could act further, a powerful unseen force hurled him several meters away, crashing him into a crumbling wall.
The impact shattered the bricks, leaving Rudra reeling from the overwhelming strength that had struck him.
As the wind grew wild and the atmosphere darkened under the shroud of encroaching clouds, Rudra realized the urgency of retrieving Arun from this perilous place.
With renewed determination, he resolved to move swiftly and find a sanctuary away from the mounting turmoil.
Despite the intense impact that had thrown him against the broken wall, Rudra managed to regain his composure.
He surveyed his surroundings, desperately searching for any clues about the powerful force that had struck him.
However, he couldn't afford to waste any more time.
With a determined resolve, he raced towards Arun, who remained motionless on the ground.
"No! Don't touch him!" Rudra bellowed, his voice filled with urgency and anger. A mysterious figure stood before him, attempting to remove Arun without hesitation.
The enigmatic person seemed unconcerned by Rudra's warning, dressed in loose-fitting robes that covered his identity.
"Leave him be! Listen to me!" Rudra pleaded his words resonating with a mixture of desperation and authority.
However, the stranger disregarded his pleas, stooping down to lift Arun's head and dragging him away.
Rudra's warnings grew more forceful, his voice echoing through the tumultuous air, yet the stranger remained indifferent to his words.
With a quickening heartbeat, Rudra found himself torn between a burgeoning fear of this mysterious encounter and a fierce determination to protect Arun at any cost.
Steeling himself, he took a step forward, ready to confront the enigmatic figure with every ounce of power he possessed.
"Listen, Kid! There is no reason for you to die like this. Leave now! I don't have time for this"
The stranger's heavy voice makes Rudra afraid as he wasn't expecting these words would come out from this man
He appears to be older than Rudra himself but he possesses incredible strength
The gravity of the situation hung in the air, fueling Rudra's determination to prevent any harm from befalling Arun.
But the mysterious individual, seemingly impervious to Rudra's words, remained unfazed.
The stranger refused to acknowledge him, his attention fixed solely on Arun.
Sensing the imminent clash, Rudra coiled his muscles, preparing to unleash all his might against this enigmatic opponent.
With each passing moment, the tension escalated, as if the world itself held its breath in anticipation of the impending confrontation.
The air crackled with a mixture of uncertainty and raw power, as Rudra and the mysterious figure stood poised for action.
Both combatants halted abruptly as Rudra prepared to strike. In the blink of an eye, the Rudra vanished, only to reappear directly in front of the stranger, clutching his hand with Arun's head forcefully pulled back.
With a swift and forceful punch, Rudra struck at his chest, causing the stranger to loosen his grip on Arun and pull him backward.
"Who are you?" Rudra bellowed, demanding to know the stranger's identity.
"Does it even matter, you fool?" the stranger retorted.
"You work for Ashur!" Rudra accused.
"I don't work for anyone," the stranger denied.
"Then what in the world are you doing here?"
"Are you kidding me? You brat, we both know what we're doing with that man."
"In the next 16 days, this cursed cycle will begin again, and I have to stop it," Rudra expressed concern as he addressed the stranger.
"You've attempted it before, and you've seen the results. Every time it fails. Now, you and your master had given their chances and now it's time for me to take charge, I am taking this man," the stranger explained.
"Stop right there! Do you think you can trick me, old man? I know you work for Ashur. He warned me not to trust anyone here," Rudra countered.
"Your master has tried countless times to stop it, and it has only led to failure. We're all trapped in this. If we want to put an end to it, I need this man at any cost," the stranger insisted.
"I don't care. I am simply following the orders of my master, and I cannot defy him," Rudra asserted firmly.
"Very well then! I do not have time for this meaningless discussion. You are as good as dead," declared the stranger, his hands raised high in the air. In the blink of an eye, he sprang into action.
Rudra found himself collapsing to his knees, burdened by an inexplicable increase in gravity.
It felt as though the weight of the entire world had suddenly descended upon him, pressing him down with an unimaginable force.
Every fiber of his being struggled against this immense pressure.
Meanwhile, the stranger stood motionless, his hand still raised, eyes closed in deep concentration. He muttered something under his breath, his words barely audible.
At that moment, Rudra's body seemed to groan under the weight of the overwhelming energy.
His mind raced to comprehend the source of this mysterious assault. The stranger appeared unperturbed as if he possessed some otherworldly power.
His voice trembling, Rudra managed to utter, "Please... stop this... !"
The stranger's lips curved into a faint smile as he continued his incantation.
The air crackled with palpable energy, making every hair on Rudra's body stand on end.
He struggled to withstand the intense pressure, the strain threatening to crush him completely.
Unable to endure the torment, Rudra mustered all his strength and shouted, "Stop this.., I beg you stop it…?"
The stranger's eyes flickered open, revealing a glimmer of purpose.
His voice, steady and unwavering, pierced through the chaos. "You are merely a pawn, Rudra. There are forces at play far greater than you can imagine."
Rudra's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of fear and determination coursing through his veins.
He refused to succumb to the overwhelming power that held him captive. He summoned every ounce of his inner strength with a surge of defiance.
Drawing upon a reserve of willpower he never knew he possessed, Rudra fought against the oppressive force.
His muscles strained, and his body trembled, but he refused to yield.
Meanwhile, Arun lay unconscious, oblivious to the unfolding events surrounding him.
On the other hand, Rudra found himself utterly helpless, exerting every ounce of his being to counter the overwhelming force that seemed beyond his grasp.
His skin began to tear apart, rendering him utterly shattered. The excruciating pain became unbearable as various parts of his body started to rupture.
With his head bowed Rudra's hands became trapped, desperately clinging to the unforgiving ground.
Despite his mouth agape, quivering in agony, words failed to escape his lips. He could only muster a feeble plea, "Please... st...!"
But his voice was silenced, trapped within his own tortured frame. It seemed as if the torment had robbed him of even the ability to articulate his suffering.
Then, in a sudden twist of fate, the stranger ceased his assault. Lowering his hand, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a gaze that held a hint of contemplation and curiosity.
Rudra's torn and battered body breathed a momentary sigh of relief as if granted a reprieve from the jaws of destruction.
The pain, still lingering, began to recede, allowing him a fleeting respite.
Gingerly, the stranger stepped back, as if released from a trance.
His actions were now filled with a measure of hesitation as if realizing the magnitude of what he had wrought upon Rudra.
The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air as silence settled upon them.
Rudra's broken form remained fixed to the ground, his head bowed in exhaustion, his hands no longer held captive by the invisible force that had held him in its merciless grip.
"I guess this would be enough for You, now stay away from my way"