What followed was not a duel; it was a sustained apocalypse. A symphony of destruction performed by two beings who had long since transcended the limits of mortal suffering.
Rex threw everything into the fray, his movements becoming a blur of calculated violence.
"If you want to play God," Rex screamed over the howling wind of their clashing energies, "then let's see how you handle a real catastrophe!"
He lashed out with Violet Ruin, summoning bolts of concentrated purple lightning that tore through the air like serrated glass. The lightning didn't just strike; it hunted.
Five separate arcs of crackling energy leaped between the ruins of the estate, forming a lethal web that converged on Leonidas from five different directions simultaneously. The impact was deafening.
CRACK BOOM!
Leonidas's body convulsed as the magical current cooked his flesh. His skin began to steam as the electricity danced across his muscles, but he didn't fall.
