The clash between Medas and Drevon raged on, their movements a blur of speed and power. Every strike they exchanged sent shockwaves rippling through the air, shaking the earth beneath them. Their energy burned like wildfire, feeding off one another as if their battle was destined to escalate endlessly. Neither would yield.
Drevon's black flame glinted with a sharp, ethereal glow as he spun toward Medas, his strikes relentless and precise. Medas met each one with raw force, his fists glowing with a radiant, destructive energy. The ground cracked beneath his feet, each impact amplifying the destruction around them.
Far in the distance, Morvane, Luna, and Vianna stood on a rocky ridge, overlooking the chaos. Even from where they were, they could feel the raw power emanating from the fight. A heavy pressure weighed down on them as the energy intensified, making it clear that this wasn't a simple skirmish—it was a war between two titans.
