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In another part of the battlefield.
CRACK!
The battlefield trembled beneath the chilling force of an unseen frost, and suddenly—SHHHHK!—a razor-thin sheet of ice spread across the ground in an instant, glistening like a glass mirror under the blood-soaked sky.
In the midst of it all stood Thirteen.
The panda stared around with a fierce gleam in his eyes.
The monsters lunged.
A horde of ugly-looking beasts, their breath thick with heat, their bodies massive, all rushed forward with the intent to tear the panda into fragnts.
But Thirteen didn't move.
Instead—SNAP!
A re flick of his paws sent jagged spears of ice lancing upward from the frozen ground, impaling the closest creatures mid-leap. The shards pierced flesh like knives through paper, leaving them suspended in the air.
The others roared and swerved to avoid the fate of their kin. But Thirteen was already moving.
He glided across the battlefield, skating effortlessly atop the frozen terrain as if dancing upon a lake. With each twist of his hand, ice sculpted itself into executioner's tools.
A beast lunged from the side—Thirteen exhaled.
A frigid breath left his mouth, and the air itself turned into a blizzard of diamond dust, so cold that the creature's flesh blackened on contact. Its charge abruptly ca to a stop, its limbs froze mid-motion—then shattered into pieces with the next gust of wind.
Two more ca from behind, snarling.
Without looking, Thirteen swept his arm backward, forming a sleek, serpentine dragon of ice that coiled around their bodies. The construct tightened, crushing bone and muscle in one seamless constriction before finally exploding into a mist of crystalline shards that tore through anything unfortunate enough to be nearby.
Still more enemies.
Thirteen lifted a foot—then stomped.
BOOM! CRACK!
The ground split open, revealing a deep abyss beneath them. But it was no ordinary pit. No—it was a lake of frozen spikes, and the mont the next wave of monsters lost their footing, they fell straight into its waiting embrace.
Skewered.
Their screeches echoed as their blood froze before it could even stain the ice.
A massive beast—towering, fanged, with muscles like steel—charged with a desperate roar, its body resisting the frost.
Thirteen tilted his head, unbothered.
Then he raised a single hand, fingers curling in command.
A pillar of ice surged from below.
The sheer force launched the beast into the sky, higher, higher—until it was but a speck against the dark clouds. For a mont, all was still.
Then—BOOM!
The beast ca crashing down, impaled upon an obsidian spike of hardened frost. It struggled for a few seconds, then stopped.
Silence.
Thirteen lowered his paws.
Not a single drop of blood touched his body.
He exhaled again, watching the vapor curl into the freezing air, then stared around, looking for the next monsters.
"Damnit!" Nox, who had witnessed this one-sided beatdown, was at a loss for words.
Thirteen had single-handedly killed several beasts, even a few at the early levels of Emperor Tier. And he had done it so effortlessly.
Not only that...
"He used only basic ice manipulation... When—when did he perfect it to this level?!"
It was at that mont that Nox's eyes flashed.
For the past few days, he had felt that his Taming Space had been unstable, but because of his current goal, he hadn't paid much attention to it.
Could it be? Could it be this furball had been training all this while?
Considering Thirteen's hardworking personality, Nox didn't think this was far-fetched. In fact, it was spot on.
Thirteen had been training relentlessly within the Taming Space. While the others were asleep, he would often run off to so secluded area and try to channel the frost from his Elental Core.
It had been difficult at first, but not even once did the panda think about giving up.
And this—this was the result of his resilience.
"...You sneaky little bastard," Nox muttered under his breath, a smirk playing at his lips as he watched Thirteen continue his carnage.
At that mont, with a flick of his paws, Thirteen reshaped the broken shards into spinning ice disks and launched them forward. They cut through the air with a sharp, whistling sound, slicing through a towering beast.
With monstrous precision, the disks sliced off the beast's head—clean, precise, deadly.
anwhile, Fluffington flickered through the battlefield like a shadow given form. Each ti he erged from the darkness, a monster would drop lifelessly, their throats slit or vital points shredded. His attacks were nearly imperceptible—only the purple glow of his slitted eyes signaled his next target.
Nox smirked. "Looks like everyone's having fun."
But just as he thought that—
BOOOOOOOM!
An explosion of flas erupted in another part of the battlefield, sending a wave of blistering heat through the air. The ground cracked, steam rising where ice and fire clashed violently.
From the midst of the raging inferno, a massive shadow lood. Then, with a powerful flap of its wings, Blazy, the Emberhawk, soared into the sky, leaving behind a trail of burning embers.
"Oh, I almost forgot about this guy." Nox smiled as he saw the Emberhawk.
Blazy, engulfed in a crackling orange fla, narrowed his sharp eyes, gleaming with arrogance as he looked down on the battlefield. Beneath him, burnt corpses of monsters lay scattered, their bodies still smoking from the extre heat.
"KEEAAAAAW!" Blazy screeched, the sound sending shivers down the spines of the remaining monsters.
A massive beast, covered in blackened steel-like scales, roared and charged at him. Its body radiated an unnatural resistance to fire, steam hissing off its hide as it moved.
But Blazy didn't seem to care.
With a single beat of his flaming wings, he vanished—
No, he didn't vanish.
He beca fire itself.
The charging monster hesitated for a split second, confused. But before it could react—
FWOOM!
A pillar of white-hot flas erupted from beneath it, swallowing it whole. The beast let out a horrifying scream as its body lted, its supposedly fire-resistant scales cracking apart like dried mud.
Just like Thirteen, Blazy, a Fla Elental Beast, could manipulate fire as if it was an extension of itself. This was one of the reasons Elental Beasts were superior—it was because of their terrifying control over their elents.
But Blazy wasn't done.
He flapped his wings again, and firestorms erupted everywhere.
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Flaming cyclones spun across the battlefield, tearing through monsters like a storm of destruction. The remaining beasts scread in terror as the inferno consud them, their bodies reduced to nothing but ash.
Nox, who had been watching all of this, felt a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"Okay... This is getting a little ridiculous," he muttered.
First, Thirteen had completely obliterated monsters using just ice manipulation. Now, Emberhawk was literally burning the battlefield to the ground without even breaking a sweat.
anwhile, Fluffington was still assassinating enemies in complete silence, his movents nearly invisible.
At this point, Nox felt like he was just here to witness his beasts flexing.
"...I should've brought so popcorn or sothing," he muttered, shaking his head.
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anwhile, the High Orc looked to its left and right. One side was engulfed in enraged flas that seed as if they had lives of their own, and the other was covered in chilling ice.
"Okay, that's enough!" The orc shouted, slamming its staff into the ground. Cracks appeared as it glared at Nox, the mastermind of everything.
"One shot, that's what it will take for to deal with him."
The High Orc's eyes glead dangerously as it pointed its staff at Nox, the tip pulsing with a purple glow.
Suddenly, before it could unleash its skill, they heard the hiss of a python.
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