But as the battle raged on, the portal's intensity surged, the barriers weakening against the relentless assault. The ground quaked again, cracks spider-webbing across the walls as the very foundation of the school seemed to groan under the stress.
The chaos enveloped the school courtyard, a battleground etched with the fury of clashing forces. Ego, with his earthen abilities, stood steadfast, his focus unwavering despite the relentless surge against the weakening barriers of the portal. His sword gleamed in the eerie light, its sharpness a testament to the countless battles it had witnessed.
As the ground quaked beneath his feet, Ego narrowed his eyes, scanning the chaos for his next move. His thoughts raced back to his training, memories flooding in of the grueling sessions under the watchful eye of his mentor, Master Hong. He gripped his sword tighter, a surge of determination fueling his movements.
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