"KrRAaAgGuUL!"
Rain soared through the air, wings outstretched and armor gleaming, King Kraggul stood his ground, his fiery red aura illuminating the battlefield like a beacon of destruction.
Rain's approach was swift and precise. With his sword gripped firmly in his hand, he descended upon Kraggul, his eyes locked onto his target.
Kraggul was unfazed by the celestial display, and raised his halberd in a defensive stance, muscles coiled and ready for the impending impact.
Their weapons met with a thunderous crash, the force of the collision sending shockwaves through the air. Sparks flew from the point of contact, lighting up the night like fireworks.
The sheer power behind their strikes created a visible ripple, distorting the space around them for a brief moment.
Rain's sword, imbued with the radiant energy from his fusion with Chi, clashed against Kraggul's halberd, which was crackling with the dark, fiery energy of his Lord's Domain.
The ground beneath them trembled, and a gust of wind radiated outward, pushing back any who dared to come too close.
Kraggul's strength was immense, and Rain could feel the weight of it pressing down on him. But Rain's anger and determination to avenge Chin kept him grounded, his wings beating to maintain balance and leverage. Their faces were mere inches apart, eyes locked in a fierce gaze that spoke of mutual hatred.
Kraggul snarled, his fiery aura flaring brighter. He pushed against Rain's sword with all his might, attempting to overpower him through sheer brute force.
Rain, feeling the intensity of Kraggul's strength, leaned into the clash, his muscles straining and his heart pounding. The celestial glow of his armor intensified, Chi supporting him in his every move from within. He knew that it was Chi's combat prowess that guided his body to fight.
For a moment, it seemed like a stalemate, both warriors pouring every ounce of their strength into the clash. The noise of their weapons grinding against each other was deafening, drowning out the chaos of the battlefield around them.
Then, with a sudden burst of energy, Rain pivoted on his heel, redirecting Kraggul's halberd to the side. The movement was fluid and swift, showcasing Rain's aerial agility.
Their fight was a dazzling display of martial prowess, each combatant pushing the other to their limits. Kraggul's halberd whirled through the air, a storm of lethal precision. Rain danced around him, his sword a flickering flame, striking and retreating with lightning speed.
At one point, Rain swooped low, using his shield to bash Kraggul's side, staggering the massive Hobgoblin. He followed up with a swift slash aimed at Kraggul's legs, but the king leaped back, avoiding the blow by a hair's breadth.
In retaliation, Kraggul swung his halberd in a wide arc, forcing Rain to take to the air to avoid being cleaved in two.
Rain's wings beat powerfully, propelling him upwards. From his aerial vantage, he dived down with incredible speed, his sword aimed straight for Kraggul's heart. Kraggul barely managed to raise his halberd in time, the force of Rain's strike sending shockwaves through his arms.
The impact pushed Kraggul back, but he quickly recovered, launching a counterattack that forced Rain to retreat.
The Hobgoblin king's aura flared brighter, and he unleashed a powerful skill, didn't care if he zeroed his spiritual energy. His eyes was set on the head of Rain so he could win this war.
[Inferno Wrath]. A wave of fiery energy surged from him, threatening to engulf Rain.
Rain raised his shield, its runes glowing brightly as it absorbed the brunt of the attack. The heat was intense, but he pushed through, using the shield to part the flames. He emerged from the inferno unscathed, his eyes locked on Kraggul with hatred.
With a fierce cry, Rain flew at Kraggul once more, their weapons clashing in a series of rapid, brutal exchanges. Rain's sword flashed like a beacon of light, while Kraggul's halberd moved with the power of a raging storm.
All eyes were fixed on the epic clash between Rain and King Kraggul, the fate of the battle resting in their hands. Even the Hobgoblins paused their assault to cheer for Kraggul.
On the opposite side, the Ebizo soldiers and their allies rallied behind Rain, their voices rising in a chorus.
The battlefield fell silent, save for the clash of steel and the crackle of magical energy. Both armies knew that the outcome of this duel would decide the war.
Hobgoblins and Ebizo alike stood on the edge, breathless, witnessing a confrontation that would decide their fate.