Narh Di Maug surged forth, engulfed in Tarak. 0

Karyl closed his eyes, though not to feign composure in the face of such danger. He exhaled deeply. 0

With the powers of both Duaat and Rasis fused within him, the energy in his blood surged wildly—flaring from searing heat to bone-chilling cold, engulfing him entirely.0

Thump, thump, thump…!0

His heart seemed ready to pop. The chaotic energies within him converged into his core, whirling ever faster.0

As he condensed the opposing forces of light and darkness into one, Karyl opened his eyes and slashed with the sword of Polsetia. 0

Woosh…0

The strike was deceptively simple, almost soundless. To the untrained eye, it might have seemed like the casual swing of a novice—or as if he hadn’t moved at all. 0

At last, Karyl vividly recalled the faint sensation he had felt upon first gaining Divine Power. By channeling Polsetia’s magic, he had awakened it once more—and now, empowered by the Two Powers, he had opened the door.0

The Sixth Stance: Boundary Severance0

The Platinum Dragon’s charge seemed to halt, as if time itself had stopped. Karyl hadn’t simply struck Narh Di Maug—his blade had torn through the very fabric of space itself.0

A thin crimson line cut diagonally across Narh Di Maug’s neck, extending down to his shoulder. Then, as if the flow...0