Capítulo 13: Chapter-13 : The Archer's Domination
Chapter 13: The Archer's Domination
The war between East and West had simmered into a prolonged, brutal struggle. What had begun as skirmishes along distant borders escalated into vast confrontations involving each side's most powerful warriors. But now, with so much blood already shed, the frontline was scattered, and the chaos of war enveloped both regions, affecting villages, clans, and even the once-protected cities.
Yet despite all the battles that had been waged, there was one figure whose presence struck terror into the East's forces: Natsu, the Thunder God of the West. Natsu's reputation was no mere legend. With each clash, he obliterated Eastern positions and turned well-defended strongholds into scorched wastelands. Few could rival the sheer devastation he brought to the field, and his relentless advance had left the East struggling to regain its footing.
As the tension grew unbearable, Taiyo's disciples became restless. The Eclipse Clan had remained on the sidelines, watching the tides of war without intervening. But with Natsu's army nearing their own borders, Taiyo's followers grew anxious.
One evening, the disciples gathered around Taiyo, who stood silently overlooking the war-torn landscape.
"Master Taiyo," one disciple spoke, unable to contain his worry, "Natsu is cutting through our allies like they're nothing. If he pushes any further, it's only a matter of time before he reaches us."
Taiyo remained quiet, his gaze unmoving.
Another disciple stepped forward, desperation clear in his voice. "Master, if we don't join the fight now, Natsu could very well attack us next. We must do something."
Still, Taiyo said nothing, but his expression grew thoughtful. He had intended to avoid this war, allowing the East and West to clash without drawing his clan into the fray. But as the conflict escalated and the Eclipse Clan's allies fell one by one, it became clear that he could no longer remain a mere observer. With a final, steadying breath, he turned to his disciples, his voice calm yet resolute.
"Gather your weapons," he said. "We go to battle."
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When the Eclipse Clan arrived on the battlefield, their presence was immediate and undeniable. Taiyo's disciples, each trained under his mastery, moved in deadly harmony, releasing volleys of arrows that tore through the West's front lines like a force of nature. Unlike typical archers, the disciples had learned to channel Taiyo's unique Singularity technique, allowing their arrows to strike with deadly precision and devastating power.
The arrows launched from their bows flew with an unnatural force, cutting through the battlefield with a haunting silence. As they pierced the enemy ranks, the Western forces were thrown into disarray, their formations shattered as soldiers fell in droves. Every arrow left behind a cratered, charred impact zone, leaving even the earth itself scarred by the onslaught.
The Western soldiers, who had once charged into battle with unbridled confidence, now staggered back in terror. Their once-solid ranks had been reduced to a panicked mass, struggling to survive the unrelenting rain of destruction.
Natsu, positioned at the forefront, observed the chaos with a steady gaze. His lips curled into a dark grin as he watched Taiyo's disciples decimate his forces. Unlike his subordinates, he welcomed this challenge. He had heard of Taiyo's infamous strength and skill, and the sight of his disciples' Singularity arrows intrigued him. This was the battle he had been waiting for.
But then, Natsu's eyes narrowed. Standing atop a distant ridge was the man himself—Taiyo. Natsu felt a spark of excitement ignite within him. Here was a warrior worthy of his strength.
Taiyo stepped forward, his presence alone silencing the battlefield. The fighting paused as warriors on both sides turned to watch, their eyes drawn to the enigmatic figure. Taiyo's movements were calm, almost meditative, as he drew his bow and focused his qi into a single, concentrated arrow. The air around him grew heavy, crackling with the intensity of his Singularity technique.
Natsu braced himself, his qi flaring up in anticipation. He knew this would not be an ordinary strike.
Taiyo released the arrow, and it shot forward with a sound that seemed to rip the air itself apart. The projectile blazed a trail through the sky, leaving a dark, smoking arc as it descended upon Natsu. The sheer force of the arrow caused the earth to quake, and even seasoned warriors could feel the tremor reverberating beneath their feet.
The moment before impact, Natsu summoned a shimmering barrier of qi around him, prepared to meet the attack head-on. The arrow struck with an explosive force, shattering his barrier and sending shockwaves across the battlefield. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring Natsu from view.
For a brief moment, silence fell. Then, as the dust cleared, Natsu emerged from the wreckage, his armor cracked but his gaze defiant. A fierce smile spread across his face as he looked toward Taiyo.
"So, you finally show yourself!" Natsu called out, his voice echoing over the battlefield. "I hope you're ready, Taiyo. Let's see if your reputation holds true."
Taiyo's expression remained calm, but his eyes held a steely determination. He notched another arrow, his qi gathering with an even greater intensity. The battlefield held its breath as these two legends prepared to clash, each one embodying a force of nature that few had ever seen.
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The Eclipse Clan continued to rain destruction upon the Western forces, but the focus of the battle had shifted. All eyes were now on Taiyo and Natsu, their presence casting an almost mythical aura over the battlefield. With each attack, they unleashed power that reshaped the landscape, carving craters into the earth and reducing entire sections of the battlefield to rubble.
Taiyo's disciples watched their master in awe, their morale bolstered by his presence. They continued to fire upon the Western forces, their arrows finding their marks with unerring accuracy, but their gaze would often drift toward Taiyo, witnessing the legendary strength of their leader.
Natsu, undeterred by Taiyo's arrows, charged forward, his own power manifesting in a storm of energy that crackled and roared. The ground trembled beneath him as he launched his attack, his qi creating arcs of lightning that tore through anything in their path. Taiyo, however, met each strike with a steady hand, his own arrows slicing through the air to counter Natsu's furious onslaught.
It was a battle of titans, each one pushing the other to their limits. The ground beneath them was scarred with the marks of their clash, and the sky above seemed to darken as their qi radiated outward. Even seasoned warriors could only watch in awe, realizing that they were witnessing a fight that would be remembered for generations.
As the day wore on, it became clear that the Eclipse Clan's intervention had turned the tide. The Western forces, now disorganized and leaderless, began to falter. The once-dominant presence of Natsu was now locked in a deadly stalemate with Taiyo, leaving the remaining soldiers vulnerable.
Finally, as the sun began to set, Taiyo drew his final arrow. This was not merely an attack; it was the culmination of his Singularity technique, a shot imbued with every ounce of his strength and skill. Natsu, sensing the weight of the moment, braced himself, his own qi rising to its peak.
Taiyo released the arrow, and for a brief, breathtaking instant, the battlefield seemed to freeze. The projectile tore through the air with a force that defied comprehension, its trajectory unwavering as it raced toward Natsu.
The impact was like a storm descending upon the land, and when the dust settled, only one figure remained standing.
Taiyo lowered his bow, his gaze steady as he looked over the battlefield. The war was not yet over, but in that moment, a new legend had been forged.
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