Knight and Seraphine face off in a fierce battle. After several clashes, Knight reveals a number of cards he carries, each with its own unique power. One of them is the Wendigo card, whose power depends on the story. As long as the story continues, Wendigo will remain alive. Then there is the Veil of the Ancient Scribes card, which has incredible regeneration abilities. Even if this card disappears from the story, its power remains active.
This card gives him absolute control over another person's body; he can make someone move at will or even turn their body into stone. In addition, Knight can create a rain of blood that corrupts the mind and manipulates the victim's soul to permanently insanity.
Seraphine smiles sarcastically. "You are still weak before me, Knight. No matter how many cards you have, you are no match for me," she says confidently.
Knight replies calmly, "You have yet to realize that you have already lost, both in this battle and in terms of strategy."
Knight then takes out a box from under his robe. As she opened it, a loud bang erupted from the box, so powerful that it knocked Seraphine away and sent her flying miles away from the battle site. Soon after, Knight approached quickly and drew his sword, charging straight at Seraphine. However, with incredible agility, Seraphine managed to block every attack.
Realizing the situation was getting heated, Seraphine entered her strongest mode. She summoned armor that covered her body, protecting her from attacks and giving her speed far beyond her limits. Her movements were now faster than 0.1 seconds, as if she was moving in the blink of an eye. With this speed, she rained down faster and more powerful sword slashes on Knight.
Seraphine then released limitless energy from within herself. This wave of energy spread out around her, destroying everything in range, while also absorbing the power of everything around her. This power made Knight start to weaken.
Without thinking, Knight tried to escape. He ran and crossed countless worlds, as if jumping from one dimension to another. However, Seraphine kept following him, emitting energy that continuously destroyed the worlds one by one.
In the midst of this endless pursuit, Knight used another card to form a large stage. From the stage, a deafening sound could be heard, resonating with incredible power. Seraphine was not to be outdone; she unleashed her full energy, and the two forces collided fiercely. Their battle destroyed countless dimensions, destroying space and time as if they were no longer boundaries.
Destruction after destruction continued until finally Knight fell back into the underworld, facing Seraphine again. With a slight smile, Knight said, "I will go now. We will continue this fight later." Then he disappeared.
Suddenly, Knight was thrown into an infinite subconscious, as if traversing layers of dimensions. This subconscious was not just a place of dreams, but a network of dimensions with its own hierarchy. Each layer reflected the deeper subconscious of the old man.
The Knight floated up, surpassing the boundaries of dimensions, and finally reached the center of the old man's mind. In this place, there was no concept of dimensions or boundaries. Here, the Knight could feel the pure essence of the old man, the highest point of his mind and consciousness.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. He woke up from his dream and looked at the clock beside him. "What a wonderful dream," he murmured with a smile. He just realized that he had been asleep for four hours. Although it was only a dream, to him it was a very real journey, as if he had really crossed countless dimensions.
The old man was still sitting in his chair, recalling the events he had experienced in his dream. To him, the dream felt so real, as if he had actually experienced the battle between the Knight and Seraphine. In his mind, he could still feel the energy pressure of the two warriors, as well as the seemingly limitless power, trying to dominate each other.
However, the old man realized that his dream was not over. There was something hanging, like there was a piece of the story that had not been revealed. He looked around the room with a deep gaze, trying to find a clue about what might happen next. Then, suddenly he felt a strange sensation, as if he was being pulled back into his endless world.
Without realizing it, the old man fell asleep again. This time, he found himself in the middle of a vast desert that he did not know. In front of him, the Knight and Seraphine were facing each other again, but this time there was something different. The energy surrounding them felt thicker and more pressing, as if the universe itself was shaking. Seraphine was still in full power mode, and Knight looked calmer than before, as if he had discovered something new.
Knight looked at Seraphine, and in that gaze there was something that the old man could not understand. Seraphine seemed unperturbed, but she remained wary. "Do you think you can defeat me, Knight?" she asked sarcastically.
Knight only smiled faintly. He took another card from his pocket, one he had never used before. It shimmered, with intricate patterns and moved as if alive. "This is the Sky Lotus card," Knight said. "With this, I can free myself from all forms of constraint, even time and space itself."
Without further ado, Knight stuck the Sky Lotus card into the ground, and instantly the world around them changed. Time seemed to stand still, as if they were trapped in an eternal moment. But for Knight, this was the freedom he had been looking for. He stepped forward slowly, as if enjoying the silence he had created.
Seraphine felt trapped. She tried to move, but it felt like she was caught in an invisible net. The Knight approached her slowly, and when he stood right in front of her, he said, "You never understand true power, Seraphine. Power is not about destroying or controlling, but about breaking free from it all."
With a single thrust, the Knight released such great energy that the entire world began to shatter into tiny pieces. Seraphine was trapped in a silence so thick, it seemed as if the world could no longer hold her.
However, at that moment, the old man woke up again. His heart was beating fast, as if he had just witnessed something extraordinary. He took a deep breath and stood up, his vision still blurry from the effects of his dream. He felt something change inside him, as if he understood something new.
Then, he said to himself, "That dream… maybe it wasn't just a dream. Maybe it was a journey I had to take, a reminder that this world is bigger than I thought."