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At the heart of the citadel, he finally faced the shadow of what his father had become. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and decay. Therion didn't hesitate. He wasn't here to save a kingdom—that had died long ago. He was here to grant it a final, loud mercy. As the last blow fell, the heavy metal roar that had fueled his journey finally faded, replaced by the cold, quiet hum of a dead world. Valfaris was finally still.
He didn't come back for nostalgia. He came for his father, Vyllo, the king who had invited this darkness in. Therion reached for his sword, the blade humming with a low, aggressive frequency that vibrated up his arm. Beside him, his shield crackled with energy, ready to deflect the spit of mutated turrets and the claws of the hive.
The deeper he descended into the belly of Valfaris, the more the environment tried to swallow him. Corrupted soldiers, their flesh fused with rusted armor, lunged from the shadows. Therion moved like a storm. Each swing of his blade was a chord in a symphony of destruction; each blast from his gun was a drum beat. He moved through the Power Chambers and the Cathedral of the Lost, leaving nothing but scrap and ash behind.

