Clash!!
Steel collided violently.
Boom!!
Magic detonated across the sky in bursts of color and destruction.
Thump! Thump!
The ground trembled beneath charging boots—
Thud!!
A body hit the mud.
Whoooosh!!
Everything was loud.
Too loud.
A soldier parried a sword strike, sparks exploding between the blades.
Boommm!!
His muscles screamed, I’m at my limit!
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Sweat blurred his vision.
What are you doing? Focus — or you will die!
His grip slipped for a fraction of a second — just enough to feel death brush past his shoulder.
He shoved forward violently.
No time to think.
No time to breathe.
He had been fighting for hours.
It felt like days.
Above, a magician forced another incantation through cracked lips.
“O great fire… come to my rescue.
Obey my command. Take my mana and burn everything that stands in my way!”
The spell formed — unstable, aggressive —
BOOMMM!!
Flames tore through enemy ranks, swallowing steel and flesh alike.
Her fingers trembled.
Her heartbeat staggered.
Not because she lacked power.
Because power always takes something in return.
And she had already given too much.
But stopping?
Stopping meant becoming a corpse before hitting the ground.
So she lifted her hand again.
Another soldier lunged forward with a scream that tore his throat raw.
The scream was courage.
His strikes grew heavier. Sloppier.
Not because he was weak—
Because he was already tired.
And the battle had only just begun.
The battlefield burned with energy.
It should have felt hot.
But beneath the adrenaline, beneath the rage, something else was creeping in.
Fatigue.
Shoulders growing heavy.
Legs slower to respond.
Breaths turning sharp and uneven.
Vision narrowing at the edges.
This wasn’t a war of days.
It was a war of intensity.
The kind that drains a human body faster than time ever could.
And everyone knew it.
The first one to slow down—
Would be the first one to fall.
