The End Of The Prologue

----[POV: Sun-Jung]

As my muscles bulged, my veins threatened to burst through my skin, fueled by a rush of power I hadn't felt in ages. My aura surged, increasing tenfold, as I retrieved my personal creation - a broadsword - from my storage ring.

I stood, straightening my posture, and faced Tae-yang, who had frozen in his tracks as he approached me.

"You've made a grave mistake," I growled.

Tae-yang sneered, swinging his blood axe in the air. "Oh, have I? Then I'll have to correct that mistake. Come at me!"

As we charged at each other, I could feel the heat of the flames licking at my skin. Tae-yang swung his blood axe, but I deftly sidestepped and retaliated with a swift strike from my broadsword.

He parried my attack, and we continued to exchange blows, each hit sending shockwaves through my body.

Suddenly, Tae-yang let out a roar, and the ground beneath me shook.

I stumbled but managed to keep my balance as a massive demon emerged from the flames, its eyes fixed on me.