The rooftop fell into complete silence.
Only the faint crackle of Devika's flames broke the stillness.
Every Rakshak warrior present stared at the same man.
Captain Varun.
He stood upright now.
His posture straight.
His spear held firmly in his hand.
There was no trembling.
No hesitation.
No resistance.
Across the rooftop, Arivaan watched the floating panel with quiet satisfaction.
Primary Servant: Devika Agnivarna – Stable
Secondary Servant: Captain Varun – Bond Complete
Bond Progress: 100%
Arivaan exhaled slowly.
"Well."
"That was worth the effort."
Devika glared at him.
"You've stolen a Rakshak captain."
Arivaan shrugged.
"Borrowed."
Varun's voice came out calm and steady.
"What are your orders, master?"
The words struck the Rakshaks like a blade.
One of them stepped forward in disbelief.
"Captain…?"
But Varun didn't look at him.
His eyes remained fixed on Arivaan.
Awaiting command.
Devika muttered,
"That's disturbing."
Arivaan tilted his head slightly.
"It's efficient."
Across the rooftop, Rudra Sen raised his glowing sword again.
The hunter's expression remained calm.
But the anger behind his eyes burned brighter than before.
"You've crossed a line that cannot be forgiven."
Arivaan smiled faintly.
"That line disappeared a long time ago."
Rudra Sen pointed his blade forward.
"Release them."
Arivaan laughed softly.
"You're still asking?"
Devika's flames flickered brighter.
Varun spun his spear once in his hand.
Both servants waited silently.
Perfectly still.
Perfectly obedient.
Arivaan stretched his shoulders.
"Alright."
He raised his hand.
"Devika."
"Yes."
"Varun."
"Yes, master."
Arivaan pointed toward the Rakshaks.
"Fight."
The rooftop exploded into motion.
Devika launched forward first.
Her flames erupted across the rooftop like a blazing storm.
At the same moment—
Varun dashed forward from the opposite side.
His spear flashed through the air with deadly precision.
The Rakshaks reacted instantly.
Weapons rose.
Energy flared.
But the battlefield had changed completely.
Because Arivaan was no longer controlling a single warrior.
Now—
He controlled two.
Devika's flames surged outward in a massive wave.
The Rakshaks scattered to avoid the attack.
At the same moment, Varun struck.
His spear pierced through the defense of one warrior's shield.
CLANG!
The impact knocked the Rakshak backward.
Arivaan watched calmly.
The two battles unfolded perfectly in his mind.
Two sets of eyes.
Two sets of movements.
Two warriors fighting under his command.
Devika attacked again.
Flames spiraled around her fists as she forced another Rakshak to retreat.
Varun moved like a phantom beside her.
His spear cut through the air with frightening precision.
The Rakshaks struggled to adapt.
Because the two servants fought differently.
Devika overwhelmed with raw power.
Varun attacked with tactical precision.
And both moved under a single strategist.
Devika whispered through the link,
"You're controlling both of us simultaneously."
Arivaan chuckled.
"Feels natural."
The floating panel flickered again.
Dual Control Active
Synchronization Efficiency: 91%
Arivaan smiled.
"Nice."
Across the rooftop, Rudra Sen dashed forward.
The hunter cut through Devika's flames with his glowing sword.
CLANG!
The blade struck Varun's spear next.
The impact sent sparks across the rooftop.
Rudra Sen stepped backward.
His eyes sharpened.
"You're coordinating them."
Arivaan shrugged.
"Of course."
Devika attacked again.
Varun followed instantly.
The two strikes came together.
Fire and steel.
Rudra Sen blocked both attacks.
But the force pushed him several steps backward.
Arivaan clapped slowly.
"See?"
"Teamwork."
The surrounding Rakshaks struggled to regroup.
One warrior shouted,
"We can't fight both of them at once!"
Devika launched another burst of flames.
Varun spun through the fire and struck again.
The rooftop battle turned chaotic.
Because every Rakshak now faced the same terrifying truth.
The villain they hunted no longer fought alone.
He fought with their own allies.
The floating panel flickered again.
Servant Synchronization: 93%
Arivaan's smile widened.
"This is much better."
Devika muttered,
"You're insane."
Arivaan shrugged.
"Possibly."
Across the battlefield, Rudra Sen steadied himself again.
The hunter lifted his sword once more.
But this time—
His expression had changed.
Not anger.
Not frustration.
Something colder.
More determined.
"You think this ends here."
Arivaan raised an eyebrow.
"Doesn't it?"
Rudra Sen's voice lowered.
"You've only made this war bigger."
The wind swept across the rooftop again.
Because the Rakshaks had just realized something terrifying.
Their enemy was no longer a single villain.
He was becoming a commander.
And this battle had only just begun.