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The battleground becomes a theater of light and shadow as High Mage Lyn clashes with Malacar, each exchange between them more fierce than the last. Malacar, with a grin of both amusement and respect, compares Lyn's formidable prowess to that of Kaipo. "Your strength... it reminds me of Kaipo. Are the High Mages ranked in terms of power?" he queries, parrying a particularly vicious strike.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCEio9oylgM
Lyn, focused and unyielding, replies through gritted teeth, "We don't rank ourselves, but your interest flatters me." His tone is icy as he launches another barrage of attacks with "Dark Sovereignty," commanding the shadows around them to attack Malacar, attempting to engulf him in darkness.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUPi0YedXsq
Malacar, however, is not so easily subdued. Utilizing "Ethereal Form," he becomes a ghostly figure, his body shimmering as he phases through the dark assaults. "Is this all? I suggest you show me your final form before I lose interest," Malacar taunts, appearing suddenly before Lyn and delivering a powerful blow that sends him crashing to the ground.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9s5USGN5Fn
The impact throws up a cloud of dust around Lyn, who struggles momentarily under the force of the hit. As he rises, Malacar prepares another attack, unleashing a "Void Pulse" from his Void Jewel. The pulse sends waves of energy that neutralize Lyn's magical defenses, draining him of strength.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXm97XKkQXN
Yet, Lyn is not one to yield so easily. With a defiant roar, he blasts forward, his speed catching Malacar off guard. Lyn strikes Malacar squarely in the chest, the impact echoing around them. “Oh?” Malacar responds, surprised at the resilience and ferocity of his opponent.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4PEKV5wDlJ
Seizing the moment, Lyn taps into "Void Consumption," absorbing the residual shadows and darkness from the battlefield. His wounds begin to heal rapidly, and his energy visibly surges. "You are not worthy of my final form," Lyn declares, standing fully rejuvenated and ready to continue the fight.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLyKCzuFWGL
Malacar's laughter filled the air, a sound that mingled admiration with the thrill of the contest. "I admire your cockiness, Lyn," he said, his smile broadening into a menacing grin. "But let's not pretend—I'm merely toying with you." With a casual flick of his wrist, Malacar's aura exploded into a dazzling display, signifying his transformation into his "Eclipse Sovereign" form. This was a being of pure power, his presence alone warping the very fabric of reality around him.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoTpHhHspiV
Without warning, Malacar unleashed "Genesis Overdrive," a cataclysmic ability that could spontaneously generate or annihilate matter and energy on an infinite scale. The ground beneath them cracked, the air shimmered with intense heat, and the very essence of being seemed to unravel. It was an attack not just on Lyn but on the concept of existence itself, embodying the cycle of creation and destruction.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3eBeopGykz
As the dust settled, Malacar walked towards the epicenter of the devastation he had caused, his boots crunching on the debris. He prepared a speech about power, its burdens, and its isolations, believing he had delivered a decisive blow. Yet, to his surprise, amidst the ruin, Lyn was still breathing, albeit heavily.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeLJMeXCLy9
With a defiant glare that cut through the haze of destruction, Lyn whispered, "Master of Nightfall." It was more than a declaration; it was an invocation of his final form. "Shadow Dominion Mastery." The air around him darkened, and shadows coalesced into tangible forms, weaving around him like loyal subjects to their sovereign. Lyn's command over these shadows was absolute, turning the battlefield into a domain of pulsating darkness.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡurZV9pLYu3
Malacar, watching this transformation, couldn't help but laugh again, genuinely impressed. "Amazing," he conceded, his voice echoing strangely in the altered reality Lyn had summoned. "To stand after that... You are truly formidable."122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuIFm3QhGnE
Lyn's response was a silent, menacing look as he prepared to demonstrate the full extent of his powers. Shadows danced at his command, ready to strike, to defend, to obliterate. His eyes, now glowing with an eldritch light, fixed on Malacar, promising a battle that would transcend the ordinary limits of their beings.122Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfDlQiKHCAg
