Chapter 3: The Final Duel

The figure was a Sentinel once—a protector of humanity just like Ryzen. But he had fallen, corrupted by the forbidden power within the Necropolis. Now, he was Ezriel, a twisted reflection of what Ryzen could become.

With a single motion, Ezriel charged. Their blades clashed, sending shockwaves through the chamber. Sparks flew as crimson fire met dark energy. Ryzen fought with everything he had, but Ezriel was faster, stronger. He had tapped into a power that no human should possess.

"You can't win, Ashura. You'll fall, just like I did."

But Ryzen refused to give in. With a roar, he unleashed the full power of Sundrake, the flames consuming him entirely. The runes on his skin glowed brighter than ever, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still.

With one final, devastating strike, Ryzen cleaved through Ezriel's defenses, striking him down. The dark energy dissipated, and the vault began to collapse around them.

As the dust settled, Ryzen stood victorious, but not unscathed. He looked at the fallen Ezriel, knowing that the battle had changed him. The power he wielded was dangerous, but he could control it. He had to—for the sake of what was left of humanity.

Ryzen Ashura, the Last Sentinel, turned toward the exit. There were still battles to fight, enemies to face. But for now, he had won.

With Sundrake at his side, he stepped back into the wasteland, ready to protect what remained of the world.