Night had fallen.
The city slept—
But not peacefully.
A quiet tension filled the air.
Like something was waiting.
Riven sat alone on the rooftop of the guild.
Eyes closed.
Breathing steady.
"…Feel it…"
"…Don't force it…"
Godwin's words echoed in his mind.
"…Trust your instinct…"
Riven clenched his fist slightly.
"…I can feel something…"
That same presence.
That same awareness.
But now—
It wasn't unstable anymore.
It was… clearer.
More controlled.
"…What is this…?"
He focused deeper.
Not on strength.
Not on movement.
But on himself.
Silence surrounded him.
Then—
Something clicked.
A faint pulse spread through his body.
Not power.
Not energy.
But perception.
The world—
Changed.
Not physically.
But in how he saw it.
Lines.
Paths.
Intent.
Everything—
Connected.
"…This is…!"
Riven opened his eyes.
They looked the same—
But weren't.
"…I can see it…"
Not with sight.
But with understanding.
Behind him—
Godwin stood silently.
"…You found it."
Riven turned quickly.
"…Yeah…"
"…But what is it?"
Godwin looked at him.
Calm.
"…Name it."
Riven blinked.
"…What?"
"…Power without a name…"
A pause.
"…Is incomplete."
Silence.
Riven thought.
About what he felt.
What he saw.
What he understood.
"…It lets me see intent…"
"…Before it happens…"
A pause.
"…Like I'm reading the future…"
Godwin shook his head slightly.
"…Not the future."
"…Possibilities."
Riven nodded slowly.
"…Then…"
A pause.
"…I'll call it…"
Silence.
"…Intent Vision."
The moment he said it—
Something reacted.
A subtle shift.
His ability—
Stabilized.
Completed.
Godwin smiled faintly.
"…Good name."
Riven grinned slightly.
"…Feels right."
But then—
Godwin's expression changed.
Sharp.
"…It's here again."
Riven's body tensed instantly.
"…That thing…?"
"…No."
A pause.
"…Something worse."
Silence.
The air grew heavier.
Far heavier than before.
Not just one presence.
Multiple.
"…They came together this time…"
Godwin stepped forward.
"…Looks like they're serious now."
Riven clenched his fist.
"…Then I'll fight too."
Godwin glanced at him.
"…You will."
A pause.
"…But not alone."
Riven frowned.
"…What do you mean?"
Before Godwin could answer—
The sky cracked.
Not physically—
But something opened.
Above the city.
Dark.
Unnatural.
And from it—
Three figures descended.
Each one—
Radiating immense power.
Far beyond the last one.
Riven's body froze.
"…This is insane…"
Even breathing felt heavy.
The three figures hovered above the city.
Looking down.
"…So this is the world…"
"…Still unstable…"
"…Easy to break."
Their voices echoed.
Cold.
Detached.
Riven clenched his teeth.
"…I can't even move properly…"
Godwin stepped forward.
And instantly—
The pressure around Riven disappeared.
"…Focus."
Riven steadied himself.
"…Yeah…"
He looked up.
At the three figures.
Fear still there—
But controlled.
"…I can see their intent…"
Lines appeared.
Movements.
Possibilities.
But—
"…They're too fast…"
Godwin spoke calmly.
"…You're not here to win."
A pause.
"…You're here to learn."
Riven nodded.
"…Then I won't waste it."
The three figures noticed them.
"…There he is."
"…The successor."
Their gaze shifted to Riven.
Heavy.
Crushing.
But this time—
He didn't fall.
Because he saw it.
Understood it.
Controlled himself.
Godwin stepped forward.
Standing between them.
"…You brought more this time."
One of the figures smiled faintly.
"…Of course."
A pause.
"…We're done observing."
The air trembled.
"…Now we begin."
Silence.
Godwin smirked slightly.
"…Try it."
And just like that
The real battle
Started.
To be continued…