Tower of God. Faal Rahgol Zhaoga

Clashing in the sky, the Nemesis Just stare up at it, the Snake charmer shocked at a man capable of handling A Family head even at this young age.

Edahn Smiling Something Not Common Within anything The exchanges Out weighting everything he suddenly Freeze '𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅.'

The Death Knight Destroyed as the exchange of power between the princess and group continues enough time bought between the Team for those few to succeed, reaching the centre of the Mirror.

Another Clash exchanged, "We shall find our Sworn enemies then." The Snake charmer remains silent, unaware of the being toe to toe with Edahn above him.

Zahard glances down, his golden eyes blossoming with the fire of a star. As he appears underneath, aiming an attack.

"Archon." Sig says staring in the direction of well trading with Edahn. A massive concentration of Magic Power Erupts towards Zahard.

"you shall parish!" the voice booming with such Etheric Power it Slices again Zahard "IN MASTER NAME!" The Archon vanishes The unstable Energy that of a monstrosity of power.

*BOOM!* A great spear is Blocked Sig, enhancing his body with his Mobius Strip characteristic. Launching Forward.

He slams down on Edahn the Man, lifting one arm. "You fell for it." His arm disappears, A Javelin of Energy thrusting forwards.

*BOOM!* Edahn Slams into the ground "PFF HAHA!" The Archon Nearly Expiring after repeated Exchange with Zahard, the difference in power akin to that of the Death knight.

"I don't believe it how many Things does that bastard have." The Archon responds "To many, Lord Zahard. To many."

He slams against Zahard's fist. "Excluding the fact he's still only using Shinsu Principles And not Aether, you're lucky Lord Zahard."

He's thrown back "Even the smallest spark of Aether is Akin to God's Construction. It is the principle of all life. Zahard Stare "So he's not even using all his strength."

The Archon respond "he Can't use all his strength Else he chances the release of a thing Far beyond even the current you something Grandiose and Improbable."

*Boom!* Zahard's is force from the ground "his will calls upon the ancient N�̡̫͕̇̀̄arl�̮̭̊͆�̮̭̊͆hot�̮̭̊͆�̮̭̊͆p The vocals glitching out as Zahard Grabs his ears.

"ARGH!" He growls, throwing an attack at his Max Power Obliterating the Archon "Damn Rats." Sig Stops again, opening his mouth before closing it.

Clashing Against Edahn he Aims An Attack. Edahn glances down rapidly Before Piercing in an Undercut upwards Sig Force to Dodge as he loses focus.

"Your trying to be in too many places at once." Already Noticing it "Stop it and focus solely on one threat." Sig Smirks "Ha, you make it sound easy."

his hand glows as the Icosahedron forms each of his finger an inch away as it flows Cm from his palm "King."

The thing expands akin to a chessboard the Royal Crown rest atop its sizeable body twice the size of Sig the Pauldron of armour Akin to a valkyries helm.

Its face veiled in shadow as the extensive armour runs along its body, The Knight Suit Adorned by a Furred Cape. As it draws the blade twice the size.

Resting behind it a spectral aura of honour. It stands head fast to Edahn "Rook." 2 of them appear on either side of the king of the Massive guards.

Equipped with an unwieldy hammer, the flames of a forge rest in the centre as the Crest of a tower head forms its skull. The flames blazing above it with an unholy green flame.

Clasping his hand, Sig vanishes Edahn's eyes' wide side, embodying a Rook as he swings a metaphysical hammer towards him, Edahn creating a spear.

*BOOM* as he's flung away, a bishop summoned behind Sig The helm that of a Hood veiling its face as a fiery formation creates wings.

A grimoire within its hand as it cast a spell akin to a fireball. The Robes of magic raising an unnerving shadow of blue.

Its arm akin to the smooth Marble of a pillar as it raises its hand downwards, the Grimoire spiralling through pages as the earth trembles.

*WHOOSH* a wave of compressed dirt rock and flint billows towards Edahn as he Dodge it, the King not having moved since "Can you only control one at a time?"

Sig Stare at him, the two rooks moving simultaneously. "No, the king is just a Prideful tactician." he smirks, summoning a swarm of Pawns the kings priorly Dark eye Lights up.

"The king, the one controlling the rooks and pawns if I summon the queen," he shrugs. "She'd be worse than the bishop."

Edahn Nod "oh really." he vanishes with a flicker of lightning, the spear of it thrust towards the king as his blade flashes up.

The King smashed through the throne of swords. The symbol making the headrest glows as an Icosahedron is released launching into the king.

His eyes ignite in a frenzy of Fire. his sword glowing Red from its prior blue as he holds it outwards to the side the Compressed Shinsu increasing in density.

"The king also the best swordsmen after all that what force upon them from birth." *WHOOSH* the cape flutters behind the King.

He swings it with such a precise path it above. Even Arie just barely a master, the blade extending as it slashes across Edahn's chest: The King. Smash apart by Edahn.

"godamn that genuinely frightens me." Sig Summons, another one, Furthur back. "The King only activates when he's hit off or through his throne. The queen, however."

he sigh "Shall I just form it?" Icosahedron Core appears behind him, the King standing from his throne staring up at the expanding mass.

The bishop hailing the air in silence as the Blossom of a crowned Ring forms her eyes covered in a lotus pattern of shapes. The barren clothing.

Resting upon formation of rock as a stone golem in the image of a woman forms a robe runs down her arms and back, the front left open as a pattern of as different hands hover around her with weapons akin to the others

Ger hand rest upon another hand holding a glass, a pattern of symbols running across her stomach like a dress.

Edahn coughs, looking at the fine definition of what a perfect body is. "That another reason I don't call upon the queen. Her clothing is skimpy at best."

The queen appears behind the King Pressing against him before their eyes flare up, the blossomed lotus crown covering hers doing little to hide it.