CLEAVER OF SIN

Chapter 107: Passionately kissed



Orvak and Malrik plummeted from the heavens, as though even the boundless sky had grown weary of bearing the weight of their existence.

Yet even as gravity seized them in its grasp, their battle raged on, relentless, unthinking, unpaused. Chaos incarnate.

They struck the earth with thunderous force, crashing into a vast dune that shuddered beneath their might. Sand erupted skyward in a colossal plume, and soundwaves pulsed through the atmosphere, warping the very air.

From within the drifting veil of dust, two figures emerged, one Human, the other Sinvaira. Both stood tall, unbothered, drawing breath as if endurance was a birthright carved into their bones. Their bodies remained immaculate, unscathed, unsullied. Not even dust dared cling to them; not even moisture dared stain them.

No wounds. No sweat. Nothing at all.

Overhead, the moon began its descent, slipping beneath the edge of the world, while the first rays of dawn stretched across the horizon, drawn, it seemed, to bear witness to a clash the world hadn’t seen for quiet a few decades.

"I must admit," Orvak said with a smirk, his voice smooth and edged like his weapon. "For a Human, you are remarkably strong. Even a Rank 10 Emovirae would’ve perished after enduring two of your strikes, barely."

His scythe hung effortlessly across his shoulder, perfectly balanced without the aid of his hands, as though it too bowed to his mastery.

Malrik smiled in return, the gesture both playful and proud. "Well... what can I say? I am the First Sun for a reason."

Orvak chuckled, a red gleam in his eyes. "Then as the First Sun, it’s only fitting you’ll be the first to die, don’t you think?"

Malrik’s smile twisted into a smirk, tinged with smugness. "That won’t do. If I die, my sister would never let me hear the end of it. Besides, the youngest hasn’t seen my strength since his True Awakening. As the eldest, I have a reputation to uphold, every now and then, I have to put on a show."

He paused, then added with a theatrical sigh, "Pity you have no family. I would’ve killed them too, in order to make it a touching little reunion in the afterlife."

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