The air was heavy as Zami locked eyes with Shattered Dominion. The vast chamber trembled under the weight of their impending battle. Zami tightened his grip on the katana, its blade glinting ominously in the pale white light. With the Bone Monarch Shard and Wailing Dread Shard embedded in the hilt, the weapon radiated a dark, unearthly energy.
Shattered Dominion raised a hand, and the terrain twisted violently. Platforms jutted out from the ground, walls sprouted from the floor, and spikes emerged with deadly precision. "Show me, mortal," Shattered Dominion said, his voice echoing with unshakable authority. "Show me the strength of one burdened by survival."
Zami wasted no time. He dashed forward, his movements fluid and deliberate, blending speed with calculated precision. He parried the platforms hurled at him with sharp, timed strikes and slashed through the spikes. Combining *Wild Cat Flow* with a sequence of thrusts and slashes, Zami aimed for Shattered Dominion's torso.
But Shattered Dominion was an agile opponent. He twisted unnaturally, evading Zami's strikes with almost inhuman fluidity. The platforms retaliated, slamming into Zami's side with crushing force.
Zami activated *Muscle Tension Break*, tightening his muscles to absorb the brunt of the impact. He hissed through clenched teeth as pain coursed through him, but the damage was manageable.
"Your resilience is admirable," Shattered Dominion said, his voice dripping with disdain. "But survival alone is not enough to triumph."
Zami's silver eyes glinted. "Survival is what made me."
With a roar, Zami channeled his energy into a devastating counterattack. Blood seeped from his burned hands as he activated *Blood Cell Explosion*, coating his katana in his dense, dark blood. The blade ignited in crimson fire, its flames licking hungrily at the air.
He lunged forward, combining *Adrenaline Surge*, *Multiple Slashes*, and *Precision Strike*. His movements became a blur of ferocity, the katana carving arcs of blazing fire as he unleashed the strongest combo he had ever devised.
Each slash forced Shattered Dominion to retreat, his platforms barely shielding him from the relentless onslaught. Sparks and embers scattering across the chamber.
But Zami wasn't finished. His breath was ragged, his body trembling from exertion. He clenched his fists and activated *Blood Cell Explosion* once more, this time channeling the fiery energy into his hands. The flames consumed his skin, searing his flesh.
He roared as he executed *Night Sun* and *1-In Various Punch*, delivering explosive, devastating blows to Shattered Dominion. Each punch connected with bone-crushing force, sending shockwaves rippling through the room. The combined power obliterated the platforms near him, reducing them to rubble.
When the onslaught ended, Zami staggered back, his arms dangling limply at his sides. The burns from *Blood Cell Explosion* were severe, his muscles torn and unusable. His katana trembled in his grip, its flames dimming.
Shattered Dominion remained standing, his robe torn and symbols flickering weakly. For the first time, his voice held a hint of acknowledgment. "You've proven yourself… mortal."
Zami's vision blurred, exhaustion threatening to consume him. But his silver eyes remained focused, unwavering. If this was the price of survival, he would pay it without hesitation.