The battlefield stretched before them, soaked in the blood of thousands. The once-proud armies were now reduced to desperate survivors clawing for every breath. The 18th day of war had begun, but this was no ordinary battle—this was the prelude to a massacre.
Rudra entered.
He did not walk. He did not rush. He merely **arrived**, stepping onto the blood-soaked ground with a calm, calculated grace. His presence alone silenced the battlefield, like death itself had descended. The air grew thick, suffocating, pressing down on the warriors still standing. **A storm without wind. A fire without flames. A death without motion.**
Ryan Jim, Karael, Dain, Elyas, Liora, and Thane stood watching, their eyes locked onto him. They did not move. They did not breathe.
Vinay's commanders, battle-hardened warriors, men and women who had fought through hell, **trembled** in his presence.
Rudra did not draw a weapon. He did not even raise a hand.
**"Go. Get away from here,"** his voice was soft, but it carried through the battlefield like an unshakable command. It was not a warning. It was not mercy. It was a **sentence**.
Some ran. Some hesitated. Some stood frozen, paralyzed by fear.
Then Rudra moved.
A commander from the Goodie Hunters, desperate, lunged at him, his aura bursting into golden flames. A strike meant to cleave through steel. A strike meant to kill a legend.
Rudra **tilted his head.** Just a simple motion. The sword missed by less than an inch.
The commander's eyes widened in shock.
Rudra's hand barely twitched. His fingers brushed against the man's chest.
The commander **exploded**.
No scream. No resistance. Just **flesh and blood bursting into the air** like an ink stain in water.
The silence broke.
They charged. **Hundreds of them.** Commanders who had faced death a thousand times before.
Rudra simply **walked forward.**
One warrior raised his halberd. Rudra caught the blade with his **fingers.** The weapon cracked, its steel crumbling like sand.
He clenched his fist.
The warrior's **ribcage collapsed inward**, his body folding like paper, blood spraying as his spine **snapped through his own stomach**.
Another tried to strike from behind. Rudra didn't turn. He **vanished**.
A single second later, he reappeared behind the man. The commander froze, his entire body **twitching uncontrollably.**
Then he fell apart.
Not cut. Not burned. His **body simply divided into pieces**, his skin, muscle, and bones separating as if they had never been attached in the first place.
Screams. Cries. The battlefield **became a nightmare.**
Some commanders raised shields, forming barriers of energy to defend themselves. Rudra walked through them. The energy dissipated, as if **rejecting their will to fight.**
He extended his hand. **A wave of aura erupted.**
**Bodies twisted. Flesh melted. Skulls shattered.**
In mere moments, **hundreds fell**.
Dain clenched his fists, watching the horror unfold. He had seen **monsters.** He had fought beings of unimaginable strength. But this—this was not strength.
This was **absolute dominion**.
**"That aura…"** he whispered, his voice barely audible. His mind flashed back to **years ago**, when Rudra had erased an entire army of insects alone.
Back then, it had been a glimpse. A moment. Now, it was **unleashed in full.**
Liora's breathing became uneven. Thane's face remained stoic, but his fingers trembled. Karael, even with all her tactical genius, had **no plan** for this.
Ryan Jim's eyes locked onto Rudra. **Two monsters.** Two embodiments of chaos. He knew. He understood. **They were the same.**
Elyas simply whispered, **"We were never meant to win."**
From **1550 commanders**, only **300 remained.**
Their eyes were filled with terror. Their hands shook as they held their weapons. **They wanted to run.** They wanted to **live.**
Rudra looked up at the darkened sky.
Then he **rose.**
His feet **lifted off the ground,** his blackened aura spreading outward like a colossal storm. The very air **vibrated**, as if reality itself struggled to contain him.
He widened his arms. **His voice was calm.**
**"Chaos must reign."**
**A shadow loomed behind him.**
A monstrous entity, an abyss given form, rose into the sky. Its presence eclipsed the battlefield, stretching its darkness over all.
The 300 **vanished.**
Not a scream. Not a trace.
They were simply **swallowed** by the abyss.
Ryan Jim, Karael, Dain, Elyas, Liora, and Thane **stood alone.**
Rudra lowered himself back to the ground. He turned to them. **For the first time, he smiled.**
**"Now that the insects are gone…"**
He raised his hand. His aura burned brighter.
**"Let the true battle begin."** Cause phase 1 of battle is over let's begin phase 2