The battlefield fell into silence.
The abyssal storm that once raged around them had stilled, its chaotic tendrils now coiled in submission around Kael. The entity once an unstoppable force hesitated, its massive form rippling like a disturbed reflection on dark water.
Kael could feel it.
The Abyss wasn't fighting him anymore. It was listening.
The realization sent a surge of raw power through his veins. This wasn't just about mastering the Abyss. This was becoming it.
The entity's thousands of crimson eyes burned with something close to… fear. "This is not your throne," it rumbled, its voice less commanding than before, more… uncertain.
Kael smirked. "Looks like it is now."
With a mere thought, the abyssal tendrils that had once been the entity's weapons now twisted back toward it, forming chains of pure void. The creature lurched, its form shifting violently as it struggled against its own darkness.
It let out a shuddering growl. "You wield power you do not understand."
Kael stepped forward, his new abyssal aura pulsing in sync with the shadows around him. "Then let me show you just how well I understand it."
With a wave of his hand, the chains tightened, dragging the entity down to its knees. The very fabric of the Abyss itself began to warp, bending to his will.
Lyra stood frozen, gripping her weapon, her eyes wide. "He's… doing it. He's actually controlling the Abyss."
Valen's golden gaze remained locked onto Kael. "No," he said quietly. "He isn't just controlling it… He's rewriting the rules."
The entity let out a final, shuddering roar, its resistance crumbling as the Abyss folded around Kael, its former master now a mere echo in the void.
Kael exhaled, his body thrumming with energy. The power was his now. All of it.
He turned, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield.The war wasn't over yet.
But now, he wasn't just a warrior. He was the King of the Abyss.