Axel's shadowy aura thickened, swirling around him like a dark storm, suffused with a bloodlust so intense that even the air seemed to shudder. His expression remained hardened, defiant, and resolute. "Do you think I'd leave my sister without protection?" His voice was cold, each word slicing through the tension.
Haze's eyes widened. "Protection?" she whispered, her voice barely more than a hiss. Her shock quickly turned to a derisive laugh. "What? A single soldier? A guard? Do you think that would stop even one of my clones?" She scoffed, reassured by her own perceived dominance.
Axel's smirk was razor-sharp, lethal. "No. I left her with an army."
A wave of shock rippled through the room. Haze's amusement was replaced with disbelief, and the spectators froze, breath caught in their throats. *An entire army?* Josh, who had been watching with a mixture of confusion and fascination, felt a prickle of dread. But the answer to his silent question soon came in the form of three towering figures emerging from Axel's shadow, summoned by his power.
The first was Mane, the monstrous Kaiju King, his towering frame exuding a primal ferocity. His hulking, scaled form pulsed with energy, sharp teeth bared as if in anticipation of the coming fight.
The second figure was Tank, a Fatek boss, whose massive build was armored in bone and steel. His piercing gaze held an intense focus, and a massive sword hung ready in his grip.
The last was the Metal Jaw Titan, a behemoth of both muscle and metal, whose jaws gleamed menacingly with razor-sharp teeth that looked capable of ripping through steel.
The silence in the room shattered as Axel spoke again, voice as calm as a predator's heartbeat. "Now... let's begin."
"Are you insane?" Thor shot back, hesitation flickering across his face. "If Midgard intervenes, this could turn into a galactic incident."
"Trust me, Thor. If we don't, this battle could devastate everything in its wake." Reluctantly, Thor nodded, racing from the room with a grim determination.
Back on the battlefield, Haze staggered as the shadow generals advanced, their hulking figures closing in. She twisted just in time to see Titan's fist swinging down in a devastating arc. With lightning reflexes, her tentacles coiled through the air, wrapping around his massive fist to halt the blow barely inches from her skull.
But she barely had a moment to breathe as Tank charged her from the side, his colossal sword aimed directly at her abdomen. She let out a hiss of pain as the blade sliced through her side, her dark blood spilling onto the floor. Clenching her jaw, she grabbed Tank's wrist, twisting with enough force to hear the bones crack under her grip.
Just as she spun around, her gaze fell upon Mane, his maw already open and glowing with a searing blue energy. She was trapped. The only choice was to tilt her head just enough to avoid the full brunt of the attack, but even that didn't spare her entirely. The beam struck her cheek, scorching the entire side of her face.
A scream tore from her lips, raw and guttural. Pain radiated from the wound, half of her face a burned and blackened ruin. Her breath came in ragged gasps, each one laden with fury.
A low, mocking chuckle slipped from Axel's lips. "You're already in pieces," he sneered, a cold dagger materializing in his grip. "And I haven't even started with you."
***Author's Talk***
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