The second commander lunged, his axe glowing with a sinister light. Aiden sidestepped at the last moment, countering with a vicious upward slash that tore through the man's chest. The commander crumpled, his body dissipating into dark smoke.
The remaining soldiers hesitated, their morale shaken. Aiden seized the moment, summoning the Death Dragon of Infinite Darkness. It his Martial Spirit in cultivation world but now, its an summoning skill for him, The massive, spectral dragon erupted from his form, its piercing roar shaking the forest. Its black flames consumed the remaining Abyssal forces, leaving nothing but ash in its wake.
As the battlefield fell silent, Aiden stood alone, his breathing steady despite the intensity of the fight. He turned his gaze toward the river, where Myne and the others would be far from danger by now.
"First move is ours," he muttered, sheathing the scythe. "Let's see how the Abyss plays their next hand."
