Regression: Reclaiming the End

Wave 3 — Arrival

The air grew heavy, charged with an ominous pulse.

A low rumble echoed through each arena — a warning.

From shadowed rifts in the ground, new enemies emerged — Twilight Revenants: ethereal warriors cloaked in dark mist, their eyes glowing cold blue, their weapons forged from corrupted mana.

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My Arena

The Revenants moved with unnatural speed and coordination. Their attacks were precise, cutting through the air like whispers of death.

I braced, activating Blank Protocol, the familiar hum of cosmic essence swirling around me.

I shifted stance immediately, cycling through Crimson Recast’s Precision Flame — focusing on damage-over-time, planning to outlast their relentless strikes.

They struck in unison — a flurry of blade-like shadows aimed at my limbs and core.

I dodged with razor focus, retaliating with rapid strikes ignited by Emberfang Style.