Tales of the God of war

Solinara raised her hand, and the air around her ignited with searing flames. The heat was immediate , oppressive, and alive . The ground beneath her feat scorched and cracked, molten veins of fire spreading outward. Kratos stepped back , his instincts screaming caution , but his resolve remained unshaken.

'' you will burn, spartan ," solinara declared , her voice carrying both malice and divine authority. She hurled a sphere of flames towards him, its speed blinding.

Kratos sidestepped, the fireball barely missing him before exploding against a distant boulder, shattering it into molten shards . He lunged forward, closing the distance between them , his fists glowing faintly with the essence he had absorbed from Aetherion.

Solinara met his charge with a fiery whip that materialized in her hand. It cracked like thunder, slashing across Kratos chest . He growled in pain , but pain was an old companion, one he had mastered long ago. He grabbed the whip mid-strike, his new strength overpowering her divine creation.

Pulling her toward him, Kratos delivered a crushing headbutt, staggering the goddess . Flames erupted from her body in retaliation, forcing him to leap back .

You fight well, mortal," Solinara admitted , her flames intensifying.

"But I am a goddess of fire . You cannot extinguish me ."

Kratos smirked grimly. "All gods burn ," he growled, charging again, his fists ablaze with the energy of the warden's essence.

The battle raged , each blow shaking the ground, fire and fury clashing under the chaotic sky