Chapter 3: The Convergence

The river, once a tranquil divider of lands, split abruptly into two separate currents, each birthing a magnificent beast. On the right emerged a colossal lion, its wings unfurling majestically, while on the left, a dragon rose from the waters, its presence commanding awe and reverence. In perfect synchrony, both creatures intoned, "The time has come," as a mysterious old man nearby chuckled knowingly.

Theodore stood tall, his posture exuding pride and fearlessness, yet cloaked in an aura of serene calmness. With reverence, he bowed in acknowledgment of the lion and the dragon, reciprocating their respect.

Expressing regret for the lengthy delay, Theodore offered his apologies to the beasts. In response, the dragon spoke, its voice resonating with ancient wisdom, "We are forever at your service," while the lion echoed with fervent loyalty, "Our very existence is to serve you, as it has always been."

Grateful for their unwavering loyalty, Theodore's gaze turned to the now-splitting land, as the river transformed into a molten flow of lava. A radiant, sun-like sphere emerged from the searing heat, giving birth to a man named Hertyro.

Meeting Hertyro with a peculiar dance, Theodore's demeanor shifted into one of readiness. "Are you prepared?" he bellowed, his voice echoing with confidence.

Hertyro's response matched Theodore's intensity. "Have you forgotten who you're addressing?" he retorted, his voice a thunderous challenge.

As their swords clashed in a symphony of metal, a dark portal rippled into existence, revealing a contingent of guards who questioned their presence in this realm.

Unfazed by the guards' inquiries, Theodore and Hertyro erupted into hearty laughter, their amusement bordering on the divine. With a mere blink of Theodore's eyes, the guards met their swift demise, their heads rolling in the wake of their laughter.

With a unified cry, Theodore and Hertyro proclaimed, "Your end approaches," their voices resonating with authority and conviction. "Those who have forgotten the divine must face their reckoning."

And so, amidst the chaos of the shifting landscapes and the clash of swords, Theodore and Hertyro stood as avatars of divine justice, poised to mete out punishment to those who dared defy the will of the gods.

End of Chapter 3.