Underneath the dark, turbulent waves, a clash of titans unfolded. Abaddon faced off against the Catastrophe-rank sea creature—a hulking, monstrous figure with a hammerhead shark-like head and an enormous anchor in its grip, held as though it were a mere trinket. The creature radiated confidence; this was its territory, its domain, and it wielded the water like an extension of itself.
With a low growl, the creature swung its anchor in a deadly arc toward Abaddon. The water parted around it, the anchor slicing through the depths with a force that could shatter mountains. Abaddon dodged, his form a dark blur as he narrowly avoided the crushing blow. He had no weapon, only his bare hands, yet he faced the creature without hesitation. The water around him began to sizzle, reacting to the intense heat radiating from his body. His crimson eyes glowed fiercely as he unleashed his aura, pushing back against the creature's overwhelming power.
