Velkar's eyes blazed with fury, his fists trembling as he glared at Lucas. The failure of his previous attack only deepened the hatred burning inside him, and his dark energy pulsed in response, swirling around him like a storm. His breathing was heavy, his jaw clenched tightly as he struggled to keep his rage in check.
Meanwhile, King Lionel, having regained some strength after their earlier clash, stood tall once more. His royal aura crackled with power, his face cold and regal, though a flicker of irritation crossed his eyes. He had never expected to be pushed this far, but he wouldn't back down now.
Both men stepped forward in unison, their combined auras suffocating, making the air around them feel thick and heavy. The ground beneath them trembled as if it, too, feared what was about to come.
