Chapter 35: Chapter Thirty-Five: Riftborn Warlord
The Riftborn Warlord fully emerged from the swirling tear in reality, its towering form blotting out the fractured sky above the ruins. Its body was a mass of shifting blackened metal and abyssal energy, constantly reshaping itself. Two glowing crimson eyes locked onto Caden and Seraphis, radiating pure menace.
A deep, guttural voice echoed from the entity, layered with distortion.
"Balance… must not exist."
Caden clenched his fists as the Ring of Equilibrium pulsed on his finger. He could feel the Order and Chaos energy within the Warlord—a pure, unstable force that sought to consume everything.
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System Alert: High-Tier Rift Manifestation Detected!
Riftborn Warlord (Level ???)
Threat Level: Catastrophic
Energy Core: Unstable Rift Nexus
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Seraphis ignited her flames, golden embers swirling around her. "Any bright ideas, Balance Boy?"
Caden closed his eyes for a brief second, focusing on his newly acquired ability—Rift Authority. He extended his perception, sensing the flow of Order and Chaos within the Warlord's form.
There! A point of instability, right at the center of its core.
He opened his eyes. "Its core is unstable. If I disrupt it, we can take it down."
The Warlord raised a colossal clawed arm, Rift energy coalescing around it like a dark star. It was preparing to unleash a devastating attack.
Caden acted immediately.
He raised his hand, channeling Rift Authority, and willed the chaotic energy in the Warlord's attack to collapse inward.
The result was instant—the energy imploded on itself, destabilizing the attack before it could be released. The Warlord let out a distorted snarl, its form flickering as its own power betrayed it.
Seraphis didn't hesitate. She launched forward, her golden flames exploding into a spear of pure energy, aimed directly at the exposed core.
The attack pierced through, sending a shockwave rippling through the ruins.
The Warlord roared in defiance, its body fracturing, but it wasn't finished yet. Its shifting form began repairing itself, Rift energy knitting it back together at an alarming speed.
Caden gritted his teeth. He needed to go further.
He focused, pushing his Rift Authority to its limits. Instead of just suppressing the entity's energy, he did something new—he seized control of the Rift Nexus inside it.
The Warlord's body stiffened. For the first time, its red eyes flickered with uncertainty.
Caden's voice rang out, steady and unyielding. "Balance is not meant to be destroyed."
He clenched his fist—and the Rift Nexus shattered.
A massive surge of energy erupted from within the Warlord. Its form convulsed, cracks spreading rapidly through its abyssal body before finally—it exploded into a burst of collapsing Rift energy.
The vortex above the ruins dissipated, and the land beneath them steadied. The battle was over.
Seraphis exhaled, rolling her shoulders. "Well, that was fun."
Caden looked down at his hand, where the Ring of Equilibrium still pulsed softly. He could feel the lingering connection to the Rift, but something had changed. He was no longer just reacting to its influence—he was controlling it.
Seraphis nudged him. "So, what's next, Balance Boy?"
Caden turned toward the horizon. This was just the beginning.