The war had stretched on for fifteen grueling days, and the **Eastern Front was barely holding.**
Karael's tactical brilliance had secured victories, but Vinay's forces **refused to crumble.** They kept pushing, kept fighting, fueled by their leader's **unyielding rage.**
And now—**Vinay himself had entered the battlefield.**
The ground trembled as Vinay **walked onto the field.**
His **crimson aura crackled**, pulsating with a destructive energy that twisted the air around him. **His frustration, his fury, his raw power—everything was boiling to the surface.**
The Goodie Hunters' warriors **felt it instantly.**
Fear.
**This wasn't just another enemy.**
This was **Vinay.**
Karael narrowed her eyes from the ridge, her mind immediately calculating **how to counter him.**
"Hold the formation," she ordered, her voice cold.
But even she knew—**this was different.**
As if sensing the shift, **Goodie Hunters' reinforcements arrived.**
**Fifty mid-tier commanders** surged into the battlefield, their auras igniting as they prepared to **contain the storm that was Vinay.**
Among them was a warrior known as **Kael.**
Kael was not a top-tier commander, but his skill was **undeniable.** His precision in battle, his ability to adapt, and his **strategic mind** made him **a formidable force.**
He scanned the battlefield, his golden aura flickering as he located Vinay.
**"We have to slow him down,"** he muttered.
But how do you slow down a storm?
As the battlefield raged, **a separate fight ignited.**
**Raiden**, one of Vinay's commanders, came face to face with **a Goodie Hunters' mid-tier commander.**
Their eyes met—**and the fight began.**
Raiden's blade cut through the air, his strikes precise and relentless.
But the Goodie Hunter commander, **a warrior named Sorin**, **was no weakling.**
He blocked, countered, and struck back, his speed nearly **matching Raiden's.**
The battlefield blurred around them as their **battle intensified.**
Neither gaining ground.
Neither backing down.
While fights broke out across the battlefield, Vinay **took a step forward.**
The moment his foot touched the ground—**the earth cracked.**
His aura expanded **like a wildfire,** swallowing everything in its path.
Goodie Hunters' warriors **stumbled back, gasping for breath.**
Vinay raised his hand—**and destruction followed.**
A single wave of his energy **obliterated the land before him,** sending debris and warriors **flying.**
Kael gritted his teeth.
**"We have to stop him!"**
But how do you stop something that doesn't even hesitate
Vinay **moved forward**, cutting through warriors **like they were paper.**
Blades shattered.
Auras flickered and died.
The Goodie Hunters **fought with everything they had,** but Vinay's frustration had turned him into a **force of pure destruction.**
Even with **fifty mid-tier commanders** fighting to hold the line, it **wasn't enough.**
Kael lunged forward, striking with a technique so sharp it could **cut through steel.**
His blade connected—**but did nothing.**
Vinay didn't flinch.
Didn't even **acknowledge the attack.**
Kael's breath hitched.
**This isn't a man.**
**This is a monster.**
And the **battle was far from over.**