Chapter 28: Chaos in Sync
The battlefield was painted in blood and broken intentions.
The moment Riven's hand pierced through Chester, silence fell like a blade. Marlo stood frozen, disbelief swimming in his wide eyes. The so-called Fool, impaled by an ally. Vex laughed, his crimson aura flaring wildly.
"Sorry, Fool," Riven whispered, his voice like velvet over razors. "But you couldn't bring the chaos I needed. He can."
He stepped away from Chester's collapsed body.
"Let's begin the Carnival of Chaos and Destruction," Riven said with a twisted grin.
Vex's laughter surged again as he walked forward, his muscles trembling with anticipation. Blue veins pulsed with chaotic energy as he raised his hand.
"Crackpoint Impact," he muttered.
The blow shattered the ground, a crater bursting from where Marlo had just stood. But the Fool wasn't the only one with tricks.
Marlo flickered.
Shadow Step.
He reappeared ten feet to the left, panting, heart slamming against his chest.
"He's fast," Vex grinned. "But not fast enough."
Riven chuckled beside him, his red aura slithering like a serpent. The two madmen fist-bumped, blue and red energy coiling around their arms, spiraling into a twisted harmony. Destruction and Chaos.
Torren's eyes narrowed. He stepped forward, his soul flickering out of sync with his body.
Flicker Fade.
Vex's punch ripped through a phantom image of him, the real Torren skidding to a halt behind a cracked boulder.
"You really like punching things, huh?" Torren muttered.
"I like breaking things," Vex replied.
Lysa was already analyzing. Eyes glowing faint blue, she activated:
Phantom Archive.
From the aura residue, she recorded the last three major abilities.
Crackpoint Impact. Flicker fade ,shadow step
"Let's see how you like your own medicine," she said softly.
She mimicked Crackpoint Impact, her fist glowing with volatile force. The ground quaked beneath her as she struck forward—
But Riven's smirk curved into a crescent.
Fracture Pulse.
A wave of chaotic distortion exploded from Riven's hands, negating Lysa's mimicry mid-blow. The two pulses clashed. Sparks of red and blue danced in the air.
"You're not the only ghost recorder," Riven mocked. "You're just slower."
Marlo cursed under his breath.
"We're not winning this, are we?" he muttered.
Vex started walking forward again. "Who dies next?"
Torren grit his teeth. Lysa crouched, ready. Marlo prepped for another shadow dodge. And above it all, thunder rolled.
From a distant cliff, Keen and Veyla stood side by side.
"You think the plan will work?" Keen asked, his voice calm.
Veyla smiled . "It already has."
End of Chapter 28