Legion's Anger (1)

Deep within the majestic castle, nestled within the heart of the Mortal Ascension Legion headquarters, a man stood in the center of a vast battle arena. His figure was tall and imposing. His long, obsidian hair cascaded down his back, and his piercing amber eyes held a glimmer of determination and focus.

The arena's expanse seemed infinite, its dimensions stretching beyond mortal comprehension. Smooth, polished marble formed the foundation, adorned with intricate patterns that represented the profound knowledge and history of the Mortal Ascension Legion. As the man stepped onto the arena, his footsteps echoed through the space.

A soft, ethereal light bathed the arena, emanating from the invisible source of the immense spiritual Qi that enveloped the space. This Qi, tangible yet intangible, pulsated with an energy that seemed to vibrate with every movement of the man's spear.