As Raiden's Thunderous Judgement descended upon the mysterious assailant, the sheer magnitude of the attack was enough to send shivers down even the most seasoned warrior's spine. The sky crackled and roared with an otherworldly energy as countless bolts of lightning rained down upon the man, each one carrying enough power to rival the fury of a thousand storms.
The man gritted his teeth against the searing pain as the lightning lashed out relentlessly, his flesh smoldering and crackling under the intense heat. With each successive strike, he could feel the very essence of his being being torn asunder, his body pushed to the brink of oblivion by the sheer force of Raiden's onslaught.
But even as his flesh burned and his muscles spasmed in agony, the man refused to yield. Drawing upon his formidable Enes abilities, he invoked the power of the Essence Paragon Life Enes, channeling its healing energies to mend his shattered form. With each passing moment, he fought to stay one step ahead of the relentless barrage, his mind a whirlwind of focused concentration as he navigated the storm of lightning with razor-sharp precision.
Yet despite his best efforts, the sheer magnitude of Raiden's attack was unlike anything he had ever faced before. The volts coursing through his body threatened to overwhelm him at every turn, their sheer power threatening to tear him apart at the molecular level.
But even in the face of such overwhelming odds, the man refused to falter. With a steely determination that bordered on madness, he pressed on, his every movement a testament to his unwavering resolve. For in his heart burned the unyielding fire of defiance, a flame that would not be extinguished by mere lightning strikes or the fury of the heavens themselves.
And so the battle raged on, the man locked in a deadly dance with the forces of nature itself. With each passing moment, the intensity of the storm grew ever more ferocious, its fury unmatched by anything the world had ever seen.
Despite the relentless onslaught of lightning, the man remained unyielding, drawing strength from a reservoir of sheer determination that refused to be extinguished.
And so he fought on, his every breath a testament to his unyielding resolve. For in the heart of the storm, amidst the chaos and destruction, he knew that victory awaited those with the courage to seize it. And though the road ahead would be long and fraught with peril, he would not rest until his enemies lay vanquished at his feet and his destiny fulfilled.
As Raiden's attack subsided, the man's focus remained unwavering, his essence still pulsating with the raw power of the Essence Paragon Life Enes. Despite the cessation of Raiden's onslaught, the man knew better than to let his guard down, his senses honed to a razor's edge as he continued to channel the healing energies of his Enes.
But even as his wounds began to knit themselves back together, a sudden blow from an unexpected quarter sent shockwaves coursing through his body. With a resounding thud, Kaito's punch struck true, his fist connecting with the man's back with bone-crushing force.
Yet to the man's surprise, he felt no pain, no sensation of impact as Kaito's attack glanced off him harmlessly. In that moment, he realized the vast gulf that lay between them, the vast disparity in strength and skill that separated him from his adversaries.
Before he could even react, Raiden's reflexes brought his fist crashing down upon the man's face, sending him hurtling through the air like a ragdoll. The force of the blow was enough to send him careening through the dense forest, his body smashing against tree after tree as he tumbled down the mountainside.
"Kaito," he began, his tone measured yet tinged with an underlying tension, "I assume you weren't hit by my attack earlier."
Kaito, his expression a mask of stoicism despite the recent peril, met Raiden's gaze head-on. "I would have been exterminated if that happened," he replied coolly.
Raiden nodded, a semblance of relief flickering across his features. "It's a good thing Ren pulled you away," he remarked, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for any lingering threats. "Speaking of which, where did he go?"
Kaito's gaze shifted, his brows furrowing in contemplation. "Well," he began, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, "he's trying to figure something out."
As the man lay amidst the wreckage of shattered branches and broken boughs, the man's mind seethed with a boiling rage. How dare they defy him, how dare they challenge his authority and question his power?
With blood dripping from his split lip and a fire burning in his eyes, the man staggered to his feet, his resolve unshaken despite the overwhelming odds stacked against him. With every fiber of his being, he vowed to make his enemies pay for their insolence, to show them the true extent of his wrath. "IT'S NOT OVER YET!! YOU CANNOT TAKE ME OUT WITH JUST A PUNCH!!!"
But even as he prepared to unleash his fury upon his foes, Raiden's voice cut through the air like a bolt of lightning, his words carrying the weight of undeniable authority. With a grim determination, Raiden resolved to put an end to the man's machinations once and for all, to rid the world of his toxic presence and restore peace to the land. "What a pain in the ass. I should finish him out, we can't keep wasting time on an idiot."
As the dust settled and the echoes of their clash faded into the distance, Kaito's voice cut through the tense silence that hung in the air. "Wait, Raiden... Let's ask this man about his intentions," he suggested, his tone hesitant yet resolute.
Raiden turned to regard Kaito, his expression unreadable beneath the mask of determination that he wore. "He already showed his intentions earlier, didn't he?" Raiden countered, his voice tinged with a note of skepticism.
Undeterred, Kaito persisted, his gaze fixed unwaveringly upon their fallen adversary. "Well, he wanted something with Altharion, I didn't fully understand," he admitted, his brow furrowed in thought.
Raiden nodded, acknowledging Kaito's point. Without hesitation, he raised his voice, calling out to the man who lay battered and bruised amidst the debris of their battle. "HEY! COME HERE FOR A MOMENT," Raiden bellowed, his command echoing across Mt. Tashiro.
The man, still reeling from the ferocity of their encounter, responded with a defiant shout of his own. "AREN'T WE FIGHTING? WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU?" he demanded, his words dripping with contempt.
Raiden glanced at Kaito, exchanging a knowing look before turning back to address their adversary. "KAITO WANTS TO ASK YOU SOMETHING," Raiden explained, his tone firm yet measured.
Caught off guard by Raiden's unexpected response, Kaito leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper as he offered a suggestion. "Call me Altharion's vessel," he mumbled to Raiden, his words tinged with uncertainty. "He probably doesn't know my name."
Raiden nodded in understanding, his gaze flickering with a newfound sense of purpose. "ALTHARION'S VESSEL," he repeated, his voice ringing out with renewed conviction as he relayed Kaito's message to their enigmatic foe.