Shattering the Darkness

The battlefield lay in eerie silence, broken only by the crackle of shattered stones and the distant sound of collapsing buildings. Li Chen and Zhang Yiming stood facing each other, both battered, their bodies bearing the marks of their relentless battle. Around them, the remaining fighters could only watch, each one captivated by the sheer force of will radiating from the two men, neither of whom would yield.

Zhang Yiming's appearance had transformed entirely, his form barely recognizable as human. His body pulsed with dark magic, twisted and monstrous, as if the demonic power he had absorbed had seeped into his very bones, reshaping him into a creature of pure darkness. His skin was a patchwork of scorched black and sickly green, his eyes hollow, glowing embers that burned with malice and hatred. Claws extended from his hands, and shadows writhed around him, giving him the appearance of a creature born from nightmares.