Hades stood still, gazing at the pitch-black Abyss Core resting in his palm. The raw energy emanating from the core was palpable, vibrating in sync with the ominous aura it cast around him.
The air thickened, weighed down by the intense darkness it exuded, as if the entire Abyss Hole bowed in submission to the core's power.
His eyes gleamed with fascination, his mind racing as he thought of the possibilities. This core, this rare, potent artifact, was more than just a trophy—it was a key to unlocking a new level of strength, one that could elevate him far beyond his current limits.
But before Hades could relish in his victory, a sharp, searing pain erupted in his back.
His eyes snapped open in shock. The world around him blurred for a split second as his body registered the betrayal.
