Scene shifts to the commander of Aurelia.
Narration:Auransa Kizbeck.
The man who ruled Aurelia with an iron calm.
Auransa sat in his high-room, overlooking the golden city through polished glass. The sky was quiet. The island was silent.
Then—
A drop of sweat fell from his brow.
His body stiffened.
Auransa (under breath): …No.
Something's wrong.
He stepped outside.
Screams tore through the streets.
People ran. Mothers grabbed children. Merchants abandoned their stalls.
Villagers:
"The Yeti Commanders were taken down!!"
"RUN!"
"We're under attack!!"
Auransa's eyes widened.
Auransa: Both of them…?
No one alive should be able to—
He cut himself off.
He ran.
Sword at his side, coat whipping in the wind, feet tearing through the stone streets.
His heartbeat roared in his ears.
Then he saw them.
Two massive bodies — Tharnok and Gorath — lying still in the dirt.
And standing beyond them…
Orimo.
Ryuki.
Auransa stepped forward.
The air collapsed.
BOOM.
The ground cracked beneath his presence alone.
Windows shattered. People dropped to their knees from pressure.
Auransa (voice trembling with fury):
You dare…
You dare kill my soldiers?
Ryuki's hand went to her swords.
Ryuki: Who are you?
Orimo stepped forward, head lowered—
slow grin spreading across his face.
His aura twisted like a beast waking up.
The air around them warped. Two presences clashed.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Buildings crumbled. Dust spiraled upward.
The sky dimmed as if refusing to witness what was about to happen.
Orimo laughed.
Not like a hero.
Not like a villain.
Like someone who had finally found something worth breaking.
Orimo: HAHAHA…
This is what I was waiting for.
Auransa drew his sword — a blade forged from pale gold metal that hummed like thunder waiting to strike.
He raised his head, eyes filled with killing intent.
Auransa:
I am Auransa Kizbeck.
I run this nation.
I decide who breathes on this island.
He pointed the sword at Orimo.
Auransa:
And today…
You die.