Throughout his history, Ra had fought many times against Apophis, a rivalry born from their opposing attributes. He knew that with his newly descended soul and the dark powers of his nemesis, he could be in trouble. This made him lose his confidence.
Ignoring such thoughts, with a gesture, Ethan launched his skeletons toward Ra. The undead creatures advanced with lethal precision, their weapons gleaming with dark magic. Ra responded with a wave of fire, incinerating several skeletons in an instant, but Ethan did not stop. Using his shadow magic, he fortified the remaining undead, making them more resilient.
The battle quickly intensified. Ra hurled blasts of fire and light, while Ethan responded with his undead and shadow magic. The skeleton mages conjured basic spells, launching energy projectiles, while Ethan also helped by raising shadow barriers to block Ra's attacks. The platform turned into a battlefield, every corner filled with flames and shadows in a titanic clash between the sun god and the necromancer.
Despite his efforts, Ethan realized that the advantage lay with Ra. The god's power was overwhelming, and every moment he seemed to gain more strength. Ethan understood that as time passed, Ra would grow stronger as he became more accustomed to his new body.
At that moment, Yassir and Yassmin arrived on the scene. Without wasting time, both transformed into their supernatural forms: Yassir adopted his werewolf form, his body covered in thick fur and his eyes glowing with animal ferocity; Yassmin, on the other hand, transformed into a formidable lamia, her lower half taking the form of a giant snake, while her upper half retained her human form, though her eyes shone with a deadly gleam.
"You are not alone, Ethan," Yassir said, his deep voice resonating in the air heavy with magic.
"Together, we can defeat him," added Yassmin, her fangs glinting under the light of the flames.
With his allies by his side, Ethan felt revitalized. The three of them advanced towards Ra, coordinating their attacks in a symphony of power and strategy. Yassir, in his werewolf form, attacked with impressive speed and strength, his claws slashing through the air with lethal precision. Yassmin, with her lamia agility, moved with deadly grace, casting shadow spells that, though not as strong as Ethan's, still had an effect on the sun god.
Ethan, using all his necromantic power, directed his skeletons and cast shadow spells, seeking any weakness in Ra's defenses. The battle became a spectacle of magic and ferocity, each side fighting with great intensity.
The stone platform trembled under the weight of the powers unleashed in the battle. Ra, wrapped in golden flames, seemed like a mythological figure straight out of an ancient legend. Around him, the heat was so intense that the air distorted, creating visible waves that rippled like mirages in the desert.
Ethan, feeling his mana depleting rapidly, cast one of his most powerful spells. A torrent of shadows surged from his hands, enveloping Ra in darkness that devoured the light, even corroding him slightly. Ra struggled to free himself, but the shadows clung to him, wearing down part of his energy.
"Now, attack!" Ethan shouted to his companions, his voice cutting through the chaos of the battle.
Yassir, in his werewolf form, let out a howl that echoed through the temple. With superhuman strength, he launched himself at Ra, his claws tearing into the god's flesh with animal ferocity. Yassmin, taking advantage of the distraction, attacked with her shadow magic, enveloping Ra in a dark mist, synchronizing with Ethan's ability.
But Ra was not an easy opponent. With a roar of frustration, he unleashed an explosion of fire that threw Yassir and Yassmin back, their bodies hitting the ground hard. Yassir, bleeding from several wounds, struggled to stay on his feet, while Yassmin, with her scales smoldering, barely managed to crawl to a safe place.
Ethan, watching his injured allies, knew they couldn't continue like this for long. His mana reserves were nearly depleted, and the few enhanced skeletons he had left could barely keep up the fight. He knew they were in a desperate situation and that only a decisive action could change the course of the battle.
Ra, though powerful, was beginning to show signs of wear. He had lost an arm in the battle, and his body, pushed beyond its limits, showed cracks where golden light seeped out like blood. Despite his situation, his face showed unyielding determination. He knew he would gain nothing by killing them; they were just three simple people, far from his true power. His objective was much greater, and he couldn't afford to lose this opportunity against inferior beings.
With a quick decision, Ra began to retreat, his glowing body fading into the distance. But before he could flee, a dark figure appeared on the horizon, advancing with superhuman speed. It was Malakai, the mysterious and powerful mage whose name was synonymous with legend.
Malakai, without saying a word, raised a gleaming artifact in his hand. With a blinding flash, the artifact absorbed Ra's soul, encapsulating it in a prism of energy that shone with a light that seemed to contain the sun itself. Ra, trapped in the artifact, emitted a scream of fury before being completely enclosed. Malakai, without hesitation, approached Tariq's body and eliminated him with a swift move, putting an end to the sun god's physical existence in this world.
Ethan and the others, stunned, could barely believe what they had just witnessed. Malakai, with unshakable calm, stored the artifact and, without a word, disappeared as quickly as he had arrived, leaving behind the exhausted and wounded Ethan and company.