Queen Elowen’s fury had reached its breaking point.
Her slender, snow-white fingers lifted slowly, then swept through the air with a graceful flick. Instantly, the surrounding frost magic surged, condensing into a massive Frost Phoenix.
The ice phoenix beat its wings once—light, almost lazy—and a wave of bone-chilling cold surged forward, slamming straight into the enemy’s violently spinning energy sphere.
"Boom!"
The two forces collided in a blinding flash, unleashing a shockwave that rocked the entire battlefield. The air itself seed to scream, space humming violently as ice and raw energy clashed, tearing through everything nearby.
But just as the shockwave spread, Elowen’s face suddenly went pale. Blood burst from her lips, and her body was flung backward like a ragdoll, completely out of control.
"Hahahahaha!"
The white bear’s laughter echoed across the battlefield, thick with mockery and triumph. "I told you—the final victor will be us!"
Another massive energy sphere ford in his hand, pulsing with power. He stared coldly at Queen Elowen, as if her fate was already sealed.
"Your Majesty," he said, voice dripping with amusent, "that at you offered up as tribute? I poisoned it long ago. And just now, when you unleashed all that power... the poison spread. It’s already coursing through your limbs and bones. Soon, it’ll consu you completely. When that happens, you’ll crawl to your end like a good little queen."
Elowen’s rage flared even hotter—but the more furious she beca, the faster the poison spread.
Pain tore through her like wildfire, every inch of her skin burning as if set ablaze. Still, she forced herself to stay upright, swallowing the agony. Her icy gaze locked onto the enemy ahead, unwavering.
At the sa ti, the lead white bear’s eyes flashed with killing intent. He didn’t waste another word.
"Kill her."
At his command, the beasts behind him surged forward like a tidal wave, charging straight at Queen Elowen.
Their goal was clear—tear her apart.
From the looks of it, her fate was sealed. She was about to be ripped to shreds by the savage horde.
But just then, Ethan, who had been watching in silence, resting his chin on one hand, finally moved. After a brief mont of thought, he made his decision.
He raised his hand and gave the order.
"Full assault. Target the beasts."
The Erald Castle army behind him roared to life.
"Move!"
The word had barely left his mouth before Ethan shot across the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the white bear.
In a blink, he was in front of him—and without hesitation, he threw a punch.
It landed hard.
The sheer force of it sent the white bear flying, his massive body crashing through the air. The impact rippled outward like a thunderclap, a storm of power that seed to blot out the sky.
"What the hell?!"
The white bear’s eyes went wide in disbelief. He hadn’t seen it coming. None of them had.
The battlefield froze for a heartbeat. Even the beasts hesitated, stunned by the sudden shift.
Then one of the white bears let out a furious roar and leapt forward, eyes blazing with rage and panic.
"It’s them! They’re the ones who attacked my people! If my brother hadn’t saved in ti, I’d be dead!"
The mont he spoke, every beast on the field turned their eyes on Ethan.
The lead white bear let out a furious bellow and summoned another energy sphere, power crackling in his palm. Without warning, he hurled it straight at Ethan.
"Boom!"
The explosion thundered across the battlefield, tearing through the air like a lightning strike. The shockwave rippled outward, shaking the very ground.
But Ethan didn’t flinch.
His face was calm, eyes sharp with resolve. Power surged through him, and in an instant, a massive golden dragon took shape behind him—its form shimring, coiled in the sky, radiating a crushing, divine presence.
"Rrraaaaagh!"
The golden dragon roared and dove, slamming into the white bear’s attack with earth-shattering force.
The collision tore through the battlefield like a storm.
The sky howled. The ground cracked. Space itself seed to twist and shatter under the weight of their clash.
Ethan’s power had surged to new heights.
He was in full fusion mode now, clad in Powered Combat Armor, and the energy radiating from him was more than double his usual output.
But the white bear wasn’t going down easy.
Sensing Ethan’s overwhelming force, it gave a cold, toothy grin and backed off a few steps. Then, with a deep growl, it summoned its own power—an enormous spectral white bear took shape behind it, glowing with raw energy.
The two forces clashed again.
The impact was so violent it felt like the world itself might split apart. The very fabric of space began to collapse around them, and the air turned razor-sharp with freezing pressure.
Even with Ethan going all out, he was barely holding his own against the white bear—who stood at the peak of Tier 29.
That golden dragon he’d summoned earlier? It had drained nearly everything he had. There was no way he could call on it again.
And now, the white bear’s strength was proving far beyond what Ethan had expected. His energy reserves were dropping fast.
If this kept up, the balance would tip—and not in his favor.
Then the white bear’s eyes glead with cunning.
It raised a hand to its chest, gathering a massive energy sphere, clearly preparing to end the fight in one final blow.
Ethan’s expression shifted. He moved instantly, ready to dodge.
But before he could—
Namyanna burst into the air.
Her figure rose gracefully, staff in hand. With a flick of her wrist, a wave of frost swept across the battlefield.
A Frost Phoenix erupted from her staff, wings spread wide, trailing a storm of ice and snow as it dove straight for the energy sphere in the white bear’s hand.
"Vmmm!"
The two forces collided midair, detonating in a brilliant explosion.
The Frost Phoenix’s power surged outward, blanketing the battlefield in a blizzard. Ice spread like wildfire, and cracks spiderwebbed across the sky itself, as if the world’s edge was starting to shatter.
The white bear’s eyes widened in shock.
It hadn’t expected Namyanna to strike back with such ease—or such force. The cold seeping into its bones wasn’t just physical. It was primal.
It stumbled back, instinctively pulling its power inward and throwing up a hardened energy shield.
anwhile, Ethan took a deep breath, steadying himself. He floated over to Queen Elowen’s side.
From his storage ring, he pulled out a small pill and handed it to her. "It’s an antidote from Erald Castle. It might help."
Elowen didn’t waste ti with words. She swallowed the pill imdiately.
It wouldn’t purge the poison completely, but it would slow it down—give her a little strength back.
Monts later, she was airborne again.
Behind her, the Frost Phoenix reappeared, its icy aura surging even stronger than before. The battlefield was swallowed in frost.
"You traitorous beasts!" she shouted, voice trembling with fury. "I gave you shelter. I gave you land. I gave you a future. And this is how you repay ?"
Her voice cracked like thunder.
"Today, you’ll pay for your betrayal!"
This ti, the Frost Phoenix wasn’t just a spell—it was her wrath made manifest. All her power, all her rage, poured into it.
She unleashed it in full.
The air shattered.
Space buckled.
Everything around her seed to crumble under the weight of that terrifying force.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Each pulse of power hit like a war drum from the gods, shaking the world to its core. The battlefield fractured, reality itself groaning under the pressure.
Namyanna quickly backed off, realizing Elowen had reached her limit—and then pushed past it.
The lead white bear’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.
He hadn’t seen this coming.
He tried to retreat, but it was too late.
The Frost Phoenix slamd into him, its freezing aura swallowing him whole.
"No! This can’t be!" the white bear scread, panic overtaking him. "You’re poisoned! There’s no way you can still fight like this! I get it now—you must’ve sacrificed sothing huge to pull this off! But it doesn’t matter! You’ll burn out and die!"
He never finished the sentence.
The impact crushed him.
His body hit the ground with a sickening thud, blood pooling beneath him. That last strike had obliterated his insides—his death was now just a matter of ti.
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