A massive ice golem emerged behind Frostedge, its towering form crackling with frozen energy. The colossal guardian had taken the brunt of Broken's devastating attacks, shielding its master from the overwhelming force that had just obliterated the battlefield.
But that wasn't all.
Frostedge himself had changed.
Now, he was clad in even heavier armor, layered with thick, crystalline ice—a fortress of frost wrapped around his body, making him appear like a walking war machine forged from the cold itself.
It was breathtaking.
Not just for Broken, but for everyone watching.
The stadium was in absolute chaos. The moment the spectators realized what had just happened, many of them shot up from their seats, screaming in shock and hysteria.
What kind of skill was this?!
For the first time ever, Frostedge had revealed these abilities—and he had chosen to do so here, in the grand final, against Broken.
And yet, while the entire stadium was reeling in excitement—
Broken frowned.
