The horizon was dyed red by the west sun as the enemy army approached the walls of Valdhar. The towers, made of black stone and steel, reflected the light as dark mirrors, preparing for the coming storm.
Kauã Valdhar watched everything from the top of the fortress, his eyes shining with a mixture of anticipation and savagery. Power within it grew with every passing second. The voices of the soul, now familiar, were in harmony, boosting their strength beyond human limits.
His tired but firm mercenaries prepared the weapons and positions. They knew that this siege would not just be a battle for the territory - it would be a duel between Titans, where Valdhar's own destiny would be decided.
The enemy advanced with immense strength: thousands of soldiers, archers, knights and siege machines, all moved by the ambition to destroy what Kauã had built. However, they did not know that they would face something far beyond a simple warrior.
When the first arrows cut the air, Kauã descended from the walls, his body wrapped in a flaming aura that seemed to consume his own air around. Each step of his left brands of hardened lava on the floor.
He attacked with divine fury, breaking the enemy lines as a hurricane of destruction. His physical strength, amplified by the legendary DNAs he carried, crushed shields and bones with scary easily.
But the siege continued, and the number of enemies did not decrease. Kauã knew that to win he would need to use more than brute force - his strategies of Master Warrior and Alchemist would be decisive.
With a gesture, he summoned hidden alchemical traps that exploded over fire and acid, disintegrating siege machines and dispersing enemy troops. His firm and authoritarian words echoed, commanding their men to attack with surgical accuracy.
At the height of the battle, Kauã felt the Reikon no Kōrin awaken in his maximum potential. His spiritual lava became a living hell, consuming everything around him, turning the fortress into a war volcano.
When the night fell on Valdhar, the enemy army was withdrawn, defeated and broken. But Kauã knew that victory was just the beginning.
As he watched the starry sky, he felt the voices of the soul more intense than ever, whispering promises of power and destruction. He smiled.
- "The world must fear my name. And those who come to seek my fall will find only their own ruin."
Chapter 6: The Siege of Valdhar
The horizon was dyed red by the west sun as the enemy army approached the walls of Valdhar. The towers, made of black stone and steel, reflected the light as dark mirrors, preparing for the coming storm.
Kauã Valdhar watched everything from the top of the fortress, his eyes shining with a mixture of anticipation and savagery. Power within it grew with every passing second. The voices of the soul, now familiar, were in harmony, boosting their strength beyond human limits.
His tired but firm mercenaries prepared the weapons and positions. They knew that this siege would not just be a battle for the territory - it would be a duel between Titans, where Valdhar's own destiny would be decided.
The enemy advanced with immense strength: thousands of soldiers, archers, knights and siege machines, all moved by the ambition to destroy what Kauã had built. However, they did not know that they would face something far beyond a simple warrior.
When the first arrows cut the air, Kauã descended from the walls, his body wrapped in a flaming aura that seemed to consume his own air around. Each step of his left brands of hardened lava on the floor.
He attacked with divine fury, breaking the enemy lines as a hurricane of destruction. His physical strength, amplified by the legendary DNAs he carried, crushed shields and bones with scary easily.
But the siege continued, and the number of enemies did not decrease. Kauã knew that to win he would need to use more than brute force - his strategies of Master Warrior and Alchemist would be decisive.
With a gesture, he summoned hidden alchemical traps that exploded over fire and acid, disintegrating siege machines and dispersing enemy troops. His firm and authoritarian words echoed, commanding their men to attack with surgical accuracy.
At the height of the battle, Kauã felt the Reikon no Kōrin awaken in his maximum potential. His spiritual lava became a living hell, consuming everything around him, turning the fortress into a war volcano.
When the night fell on Valdhar, the enemy army was withdrawn, defeated and broken. But Kauã knew that victory was just the beginning.
As he watched the starry sky, he felt the voices of the soul more intense than ever, whispering promises of power and destruction. He smiled.
- "The world must fear my name. And those who come to seek my fall will find only their own ruin."