An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Phoenix Soaring!”

Under immense pressure, Emeret used every ounce of his strength. His internal energy surged like a tidal wave, and he channeled it into his silver sword. It flared with a sharp glow that was nearly blinding.

Then, he leaped into the air. He merged with his sword and transformed into a massive Sacred Phoenix. With a mighty cry, the phoenix flew toward the golden sword descending from above.

The silver phoenix, gleaming from head to tail, flapped its wings and unleashed a wind storm. Its power was overwhelming, and it seemed like it could break through the clouds and soar into the sky. After a brief pause in midair, it turned toward the golden sword.

Another loud boom resounded as the earth trembled and energy surged in every direction. The entire battle ring rumbled while the protective barrier rippled like waves. It shook violently as

if it were on the verge of collapse. At the center of the explosion, the golden sword collided with the Phoenix’s beak. The sword pressed down with a crushing force and relentlessly drove the Sacred Phoenix

toward the ground.

With another thunderous crash, the phoenix buckled under the weight and slammed into the battle ring. Dust and debris filled the air, and the ground shook violently as huge cracks splintered across the ring like jagged scars.

When the dust settled, the scene in the battle ring left everyone speechless. The battle ring, spanning about 100

yards, was now filled with cracks that resembled a giant spider web from above.

a gaping pit roughly 30 feet wide. Emeret was half-kneeling in that pit as he

and his face was covered with dust, with blood dripping from his

had lost its brilliance. He

Emeret couldn’t hold back anymore. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper and

contrast, Glenn’s expression remained icy and detached. He

drew his sword, he

that nearly cost him his life. Emeret would already be dead if it hadn’t been for the surge of power that allowed

stepping into the ring, he was confident and believed his advanced sword skills would allow him to stand toe-to-toe with

any technique was

what right did

of the

of the Sword Union, and Emeret joined the guild a. few years before Glenn. Yet, he couldn’t even withstand a

I’m seeing, there’s no doubt that Glenn is

Glenn in the battle ring, they couldn’t help but whisper among

through every match to

of

Glenn’s incredible strength. The gap in