Months of unwavering dedication culminated in a defining moment.
Clad in his sharp, reinforced gauntlets—polished to a deep obsidian sheen—Rudra stood beneath a sky cloaked in the dying light of dusk. His breath was calm, but his muscles were wound tight with anticipation.
He had requested Agni Igris for a new challenge, a way to test his new limits.
Agni Igris had deemed him strong enough for the challenge.
And so, across the worn grass of the outer training field, loomed a low-tier Ki Surging stage beast—an armored titan of stone and muscle.
Its hide glistened under the moonlight, laced with Ki-rich minerals, and its eyes gleamed with a primal intelligence that sent chills down even the most seasoned warrior's spine.
It was twice his size, thrice his weight—and a hundred times more deadly than anything he had ever fought before.
And yet, as he walked toward the clearing where death awaited him, there was no fear in his eyes.
Only clarity.
Only an unshakable will.
