บท 74: When Facing Certain Death

In the midst of their eerie encounter beneath the moon's ghostly glow, Akun's mind raced like a storm. His eyes fixated on the ominous scythe that Xalender had summoned from the very fabric of space itself.

"The unknown," Akun pondered, "is always a very dangerous variable in any battle." His gaze remained locked on that menacing weapon. "I can't afford to let him ues that wepon against me. Who knows what effects it has."

Determined, he mused further, "I have to end this quickly. No room for hesitation or mistakes. One wrong move, and I might not get another chance."

With the moonlight casting an eerie aura around them, Akun readied himself, his dark armor gleaming ominously. He had no intention of giving Xalender an opportunity to reveal the full extent of his newfound powers.

As the battlefield crackled with tension, Akun's mind whirled into action. His first priority: create some distance between himself and the enigmatic Xalender.