Ember and Gedion closed in on Toren, their eyes glinting. The battle had been fierce, each clash of blades or strikes of brute force shaking the very ground beneath them. But now, they were willing to give it theor all to emerge victorious. Toren, with his massive hammer in hand, gripped it tightly, his knuckles white with tension.
With a thunderous roar, he swung it at Ember, aiming to shatter his opponent in one crushing blow.
Ember, however, had other plans. In that critical moment, his instincts took over. His enhanced reflexes allowed him to react with lightning speed. With a burst of energy, he met the descending hammer with his open palm.
There was a deafening explosion of force as Ember's superhuman strength collided with the hammer's deadly momentum. The colossal weapon shattered into pieces, the debris flying in all directions like deadly shards. Toren was thrown back by the sheer force of the impact, landing several yards away in a cloud of dust.