The electrifying standoff between Lord Raiden and General Omari was palpable. Cracks of thunder resonated in the air, each representing Raiden's fury. However, Omari's ice-cold demeanor seemed unyielding.
"*Omari,*" Raiden's voice boomed, every syllable dripping with anger. "*It seems history has a way of repeating itself.*"
Omari sneered, "*History is written by victors, Raiden. This time, we'll ensure it's our story that's told.*"
