In the heart of a war-torn battlefield, Shivansh stands tall—battered, bloodied, but unbroken. As darkness looms and hope flickers, he lifts Vajranand, the divine bow, and whispers a silent prayer. The weapon trembles, awakening a dormant power that even Shivansh has never touched before. From its core, an arrow begins to form—pure energy, raw and untamed—distorting the very air with its overwhelming presence.
For the first time, the arrogant Commander falters. The smirk vanishes from his face, replaced by something rare: fear. His instincts scream in warning—this is no ordinary strike. This is annihilation.
But what force has Shivansh truly awakened? And will this final move save them… or consume them all?