Both Emerys returned to the blood-soaked cliffs of Northstar Stronghold. What greeted them was not silence, but the radiant, blinding presence of the Sun Guardian—transformed into his full celestial might.
He towered like a demigod—half-man, half-lion—wreathed in golden fire. His mane burned like solar flares, and fey runes etched across his massive frame pulsed with divine energy. They shimmered like ancient starlight, revealing his true heritage as one born of the Fey.
"BEGONE!!!"
With a roar that tore through the heavens, the entire mountain range trembled. Enemy legions faltered. The barbarian demonic ranks and parasitic creatures shrank beneath that primal sound.
But the Guardian had one goal: to sever the spirit-entanglement cast by the massive being in the sky—a Summoned Scourge God. Once the binding sigil shattered, he blurred forward in a beam of golden flame, crossing the battlefield in a blink.
