In the meantime, in the Cardinal World, the strongest beings felt a monumental shift in the power of Ivarage. Back at the Ice Continent, Guy Crimson stood on his balcony, a glass of wine in hand, his senses acutely attuned to the world around him. He couldn't believe what he just felt. The destructive power of Ivarage still lingered, but there was something different now—something more controlled. It was as though the primal chaos had been harnessed, and Guy couldn't suppress the smirk that crept across his face.
"You've surprised me once again," Guy mused, feeling a thrill of excitement surge through him. "A more powerful opponent... I can't wait to see what you've become." His anticipation grew, knowing that a new challenge had emerged, and that meant more excitement for him, someone always seeking stronger opponents.
Meanwhile, in the Eastern Empire, Rudra and Velgryn stood together, sensing the shift as well. They exchanged a glance, both of them sensing that something significant had occurred.
"Did you feel that?" Rudra asked, his voice contemplative.
"Yes," Velgryn replied, her gaze far away as if she could see beyond the present. "It seems like Ivarage has been unsealed. And I don't feel the mindless destruction from him anymore. He's... different now. It seems he has gained an ego."
Rudra nodded slowly, his eyes narrowing in thought. "That's probably Beerus's doing. I can't wait to meet him," he said with a smirk, intrigued by this new player in the world.
But far away, in the dark corners of their schemes, Michael was experiencing something far different. He had been trying, for some time now, to reach Feldway, hoping to make contact and further his own plans. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, there was no response. He tried again and again, but the silence was maddening. Little did he know that Beerus had severed their connection, erasing Feldway's knowledge of him and cutting off any means of communication between them.
Alone and without his allies, Michael's mind began to spiral into uncertainty and frustration. He was on his own now, and the plan he had so carefully crafted was starting to unravel. Desperation crept into his thoughts as he scrambled to think of another way to achieve his goals, his ambitions still burning bright despite the isolation.
The world, unaware of the underlying tensions brewing among its most powerful figures, continued on, unaware that the foundations of power were about to shift in ways they couldn't yet comprehend.
In the Draguel territory, Draguel sat next to his brother, both of them keenly attuned to the powerful shift they had just felt. The air around them seemed charged with an ominous energy, and as they both processed it, Draguel's brother turned to him, his face a mixture of curiosity and concern.
"Did you feel that?" his brother asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. "What do you think happened to Ivarage?"
Draguel, his gaze fixed on the sky, seemed deep in thought. The disturbance in the air felt different from anything they had encountered before. For a moment, Draguel remained silent, his mind working through the possibilities, sensing that something significant was unfolding.
"Something interesting is about to happen," he thought to himself, a subtle yet confident smile creeping onto his face as his instincts stirred. Then, he turned to his brother, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Who knows... Beerus has made yet another crazy move."
His brother looked at him, unsure whether to be concerned or intrigued by Draguel's calm reaction. But Draguel's words were enough to spark a sense of anticipation in him. They both knew that when Beerus was involved, things were never as simple as they appeared.
As the power surge reverberated through the world, they understood that the pieces of a much larger game were now in motion—and the implications of Beerus's actions could change everything.
Milim, sensing the shift in power, couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement surge through her. As usual, her carefree nature took over, and she didn't dwell on the implications of the change for long. "Looks like I might have a strong opponent to fight!" she thought, grinning widely at the prospect of a good challenge. To Milim, everything was an opportunity for a fun fight, and the idea of facing someone as powerful as Ivarage, now with an ego, only fueled her anticipation.
On the other hand, Ramiris, who had also felt the powerful surge, was initially overwhelmed with surprise. She paced frantically, her mind racing as she tried to process the situation. But after a moment, she paused, taking a deep breath and slapping her cheeks in a gesture of self-reassurance. "Why am I surprised? With Beerus involved, this was bound to happen. I should've known he'd pull off something crazy like this!" she scolded herself internally, realizing that with Beerus at the center of it all, chaos was just a part of the norm.
Though Ramiris still had her worries, she quickly regained her composure, preparing for whatever absurdity Beerus had unleashed this time.