〘𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘〙
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⟦The Broken King⟧
The battlefield was silent, nothing but shattered galaxies drifting in eternal darkness. Cleaving stood tall, his jaw fractured, blood and radiant energy dripping from his mouth. Even with his face broken, his posture was unshaken. His aura still flared like a dying sun refusing to collapse.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(spitting fragments of blood and light)
⦅Xorath… you think a broken jaw ends me? You're a fool.⦆
His hand rose, trembling but steady with determination. Symbols of ancient law, burning with celestial fire, appeared around him. Slowly, piece by piece, they aligned into a great, glowing stone slab.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(roaring)
⦅Tablet of Longevity!⦆
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⟦The Spell⟧
The cosmic slab ignited, inscriptions glowing with power so ancient even the void shivered. Energy spilled forth like rivers of eternity. Time itself bent as the spell activated, sending chains of light crashing toward Xorath.
『𝙓𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝』
(snarling, raising his cloak of shadows)
⦅Tch—what is this trickery?⦆
The light struck him directly. It bypassed his defenses, stabbing through shadow and bone alike. Xorath screamed as his body seared, cracks running across his chest, his veins glowing as the spell ate into his essence. His cloak shuddered, half dissolved, exposing raw flesh beneath.
『𝙓𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝』
(gritting his teeth, voice a growl)
⦅A cursed spell… You dare use eternity itself against me?⦆
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⟦Xorath's Counter⟧
Even wounded, Xorath's speed was unmatched. He blurred—no, vanished—becoming light itself. Before Cleaving could react, Xorath was already upon him, shadows wrapped around his fist.
『𝙓𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝』
(cold and merciless)
⦅You'll regret showing me your weakness.⦆
His strike landed. The punch hammered into Cleaving's leg—the one forged like a meteor. Bone cracked. Armor shattered. The mighty king's leg buckled under the force, breaking clean.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(snarling, body trembling)
⦅Ghhhhh—damn you!⦆
Radiation burst outward from the broken limb, scattering stars like sand. Cleaving staggered, his entire frame trembling under the sheer damage.
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⟦The Trap⟧
But suddenly… his lips curved into a blood-soaked smile.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(low voice, filled with venom)
⦅Exactly… as planned.⦆
The void quaked. A hidden seal carved into his chest lit up, glowing red and gold. Xorath's eyes widened—he sensed it too late.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(shouting with godlike fury)
⦅Spell—Assemble CQC!⦆
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⟦The Crushing Spell⟧
The entire battlefield bent inward. Invisible hands, countless and merciless, grasped Xorath from every direction. They locked him in a cage of pure force—binding his limbs, his throat, his essence.
Xorath thrashed. His shadows flared, but the cage crushed tighter. Bones splintered. Flesh cracked. The force pressed in like collapsing universes, threatening to crush him into dust.
『𝙓𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝』
(choking, blood dripping from his mouth)
⦅Ghhaaa… damn… it…⦆
The spell was merciless. His ribs shattered, his organs ruptured. Darkness screamed from his body as he fought to resist. But the Assemble CQC was too precise, too absolute.
He could barely breathe. His knees buckled. For the first time in eternity—Xorath looked defeated.
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⟦The King's Declaration⟧
Cleaving stood tall despite his broken leg and fractured jaw. His chest heaved with pain, but his eyes gleamed with victory. He raised his glowing, blood-stained hand toward the trapped shadow.
『𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜』
(grinning through broken teeth)
⦅Once again… you got defeated!⦆
His laughter echoed across the void, cruel and triumphant, shaking the ruins of galaxies around them.
Xorath's body hung limp inside the crushing spell, shadows leaking away like smoke in the wind. His silence was deafening.
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〘𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 𝐄𝐍𝐃〙