Chapter 63: A Heartrending Clash
The arena fell silent as Everly Wang, the acclaimed "Strongest Son," stepped forward to confront the enigmatic intruder who had disrupted the fight. His presence commanded attention, exuding an air of regality and confidence that captivated the onlookers. With each stride, his golden locks cascaded down his back, perfectly matching the intensity of his piercing blue eyes. Everly possessed a natural magnetism that effortlessly drew people towards him, making him a beacon of strength and leadership.
"My name is Everly Wang," he declared with authority, his voice carrying a blend of curiosity and frustration. "I have sensed your power, but before we proceed, I demand to know who you are and why you have dared to interrupt this match."
Ethan, his expression heavy with regret, gazed back at his son. His heart ached at the distance that had grown between them and the disappointment he felt in himself. With a profound sense of sadness, he raised his finger and, with a flick of his wrist, teleported both himself and Everly to the breathtaking summit of Mount Everest.
As Everly found himself in this unfamiliar setting, he couldn't help but be filled with wonder and confusion. "How did you..." he began to ask, his words trailing off as he struggled to comprehend the sudden change of scenery.
Ethan, his voice laced with emotion, interrupted, "This is Mount Everest, a place where I had planned to face my strongest son. Everly, I implore you to make me proud."
A mix of anger and determination welled up within Everly as he refused to cower in the face of this unexpected challenge. His eyes shimmered with a burning intensity, reflecting his unyielding resolve. Channeling his powers, he commanded the very fabric of reality, causing the once-clear sky to darken and transform into a swirling vortex of darkness. With an otherworldly grace, he donned the "Blood Armor," an ethereal shroud that cloaked his body and exuded an aura of both power and menace.
A blade of crimson blood materialized in Everly's hand, pulsating with an energy that foretold the devastation it could unleash. With a primal roar, he launched himself towards Ethan, his strike aimed at ending the intrusion with ruthless efficiency.
But as the blade descended, a fleeting flicker of sadness flashed across Ethan's face. In that moment, his heart weighed heavily with regret for the choices he had made and the divide that had grown between him and his children. Yet, he remained resolute, determined to face the consequences of his actions.
The clash of father and son began, their conflicting powers resonating through the mountain's peak. Each strike was imbued with the weight of their fractured relationship, a testament to the tangled emotions that swirled within their hearts.
As the clash intensified, the mountain trembled beneath the might of their blows. The echoes of their struggle carried the weight of their shared history, each collision representing a desperate attempt to bridge the gap between them.