The battle spread across the city.
Chaos creatures crashed through buildings and tore through the streets like living storms.
The Watchers fought desperately, but the monsters kept coming.
Kael stood beside Nyra, breathing heavily.
"I can't keep opening portals forever," he said.
The symbol on his hand burned every time he used it.
Nyra wiped dark blood from her blade.
"You don't need to fight all of them."
Her eyes moved toward the broken sky.
"You only need to survive."
Kael frowned.
"Survive what?"
Before she could answer, the purple fracture suddenly darkened.
The creatures falling from it stopped.
For a moment, everything went quiet.
Then two new figures stepped through the crack.
Unlike the monsters, they landed gracefully on the street.
Tall.
Armored.
Their bodies were covered in black armor carved with glowing red lines.
Nyra's expression immediately changed.
"Hunters."
Kael looked confused.
"Hunters?"
"They're not soldiers," Nyra said.
"They are trackers sent by the Chaos Realm."
One of the armored figures lifted his head slowly.
His glowing red eyes locked directly onto Kael.
"Target confirmed," the hunter said in a cold voice.
"The Realmwalker."
The second hunter drew a long crimson blade.
"Orders are clear."
Both hunters stepped forward.
"Kill him."