Earth's streets trembled beneath the force of a catastrophic clash, as explosions tore through avenues and towers alike. The battle between four Fourth Realm warriors had escalated into a storm of destruction that defied comprehension. At its center stood Anark, the True Primordial of the Void, his body pushed beyond its limits as he struggled against three equally terrifying foes.
He clenched his teeth and hurled himself forward, leaping out of a shattered street just in time to evade a volley of crystal missiles. They detonated behind him in a chain reaction of fire and force that devoured everything in their path. Glass, steel, and concrete dissolved into molten fragments as the explosions surged outward. Yet Anark had no time to breathe.
