The doors to the Forge Room creaked open, and Ryzen stepped inside. The heat was intense, waves of molten metal flowing beneath the grates in the floor. Massive furnaces lined the walls, casting an eerie red light across the room. At the center stood Raegon, a towering figure clad in blackened armor, his face hidden behind a helm shaped like a dragon's skull.

Raegon's weapon was as imposing as he was—a massive war hammer with dark energy pulsing from its core. The runes on its surface were disturbingly similar to those on Sundrake, and Ryzen's grip on his sword tightened.

"So, the Last Sentinel finally shows himself," Raegon's voice boomed, echoing through the chamber. "I've heard the stories about you. How you defeated Ezriel. But here... in my domain... you will fall."

"I'm not here for your words," Ryzen growled, drawing Sundrake. The blade ignited with crimson fire, casting a glow over the chamber.

Raegon's laughter was deep and menacing. "You think that blade can stop me? I've tapped into a power you can't even begin to understand, Ashura."

Without warning, Raegon charged. His war hammer came crashing down, and Ryzen barely managed to sidestep the strike. The ground shook beneath them, cracks forming in the molten floor. Ryzen countered with a swift slash of Sundrake, sending a wave of fire toward Raegon, but the Warlord blocked it with ease, his hammer absorbing the flames.

The battle was intense—each strike between their weapons sent shockwaves through the chamber. Raegon's strength was overwhelming, and his control over the dark energy made him nearly invincible. But Ryzen wasn't fighting for himself. He was fighting for the survivors, for the people who still had hope.

With every blow, Ryzen pushed back, his anger fueling Sundrake's power. His runes glowed brighter, responding to the energy in the room. He could feel it—the connection to the dark force that Raegon had tapped into. But unlike Raegon, Ryzen had something the Warlord lacked—control.

"You cannot win!" Raegon roared, raising his hammer for a final, devastating strike. But Ryzen was ready. He channeled all of his energy into Sundrake, the blade erupting in a blaze of crimson fire that consumed the entire chamber.

"Inferno's Edge!" Ryzen shouted as he brought the sword down, cleaving through Raegon's hammer and striking the Warlord with a burning wave of energy.

Raegon stumbled back, his armor cracking under the immense heat. With one final roar, he collapsed, his war hammer shattered and the dark energy dissipating into the air.