Dominion of The Beast Masters

Eratz stood before Kallistra, tension hanging heavy in the air between them.

Her body trembled visibly, her glowing eyes shifting erratically between white and green, mirroring the cracks spreading across her face.

Once radiant and imposing, she now appeared fragile, her golden aura flickering like a candle struggling against the wind.

"You…" she hissed, her voice trembling as she pointed a shaking finger at Eratz. "Why… Why are you still here?"

Eratz met her gaze.

"Because we have unfinished business."

Kallistra's jaw tightened, her teeth grinding audibly. Her hands clenched into fists as she fought to steady herself, but another crack spread across her face, a jagged line glowing faintly with the golden light of the dragon's power.

She stumbled slightly but caught herself, her voice sharp and defiant.

"You're only standing... because I chose not to kill anyone," she spat, her tone cracking under the weight of her struggle. "I've already done what I planned. You can't stop me now."

Eratz straightened his pose, his red eyes narrowing as a faint purple glow emanated from them.

"When you want to do something, you have to see it through to the end. You have too many enemies, Kallistra, and you haven't gotten rid of them. And now you're vulnerable."

Kallistra's teeth clenched tighter, and her golden aura flared violently around her. She let out a guttural scream, summoning every ounce of her remaining strength.

"You… insolent pest!"

Eratz responded in kind, his own aura erupting in a surge of crackling energy. The two forces collided with a deafening roar, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

The sky above shifted wildly, its hues twisting and fracturing under the relentless pressure of Kallistra's crumbling grip on her power and the ferocious clash between the dragons.

Each shift was a chaotic dance of black and gold, as though the fabric of reality itself was being torn apart, unable to withstand the strain of all these combined energies.

Most of the fighters had gathered on a nearby platform, their gazes fixed on the unfolding battle. The tension was palpable, and their expressions mixed fear, awe, and uncertainty.

Rex sat hunched over, his body trembling as Colin's healing flames enveloped him. The gentle fire danced along his wounds, its warmth soothing yet his breaths were shallow, his body flinching at the faintest flicker of the flame.

Arin knelt before him, her hands gently holding his trembling ones, her voice soft and reassuring.

"It doesn't hurt, Rex," she murmured, her tone calm yet firm. "Just breathe. Her flames are helping you recover. You'll be okay."

Rex's eyes darted to her face, searching for reassurance, his own filled with unease.

"It...It feels... like it's burning," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Beside them, Colin's hands trembled as she focused on maintaining the flames, her wide eyes filled with concern.

She glanced briefly at the distant battle, worry etched into her face.

Victoria, standing among the group, surveyed the fighters with a worried expression.

"We need to move. Use your lightning beastifications to increase your speed. We have to reach the citizens and get them away until it gets better."

Tamara stood at the edge of the platform, her draconic form outlined against the distorted horizon. Her sharp gaze swept over the chaos, her voice steady but tinged with urgency.

"Forget getting better. Use your largest beasts to get the citizens out of here. The island is doomed."

Her words drew startled glances from the others. Mercury's jaw tightened.

"What do you mean, doomed?"

Tamara didn't turn, her eyes fixed on the horizon.

"Star Eater has fused with the island. Its energy is everywhere. The moment Kallistra will lose control, the land will fall with it." She paused, her voice dropping to a quieter tone. "My pals are among the citizens. I hope they've already started evacuating them."

The group exchanged uneasy glances, their worry evident. She finally turned to face them, her fiery eyes resolute. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

"Leave now. Prioritize the citizens. Use every beast you have. Our only job now is to ensure they live."

Her dragon descended to the platform, its massive form settling beneath them. Tamara climbed onto its back, her posture tense but composed. She looked back at the group, her fiery aura flickering faintly.

"Each of you is in good shape. That means you're not the priority. Get to work."

For a moment, silence hung over the group. Then, one by one, they nodded, their expressions hardening with resolve. The tension was heavy, but Tamara's words had struck a chord.

There was no time for hesitation.

As the fighters began to summon their beasts, hesitation rippled through the group like the trembling sky above them.

Some glanced back toward the chaos of the battlefield, their eyes lingering on the figure of Eratz left alone against Kallistra.

Mercury, atop Zephyraquiel, looked down at the others, her face etched with conflict. Her grip tightened on the back of her beast, her knuckles trembling as her gaze flicked toward the distant platforms where Eratz and Kallistra clashed.

Her voice was low, almost a whisper.

"I don't care if you always win..." she murmured. "Once everyone is safe, I'm coming back."

One by one, the fighters summoned their beasts, their expressions hardening as they prepared to carry out the evacuation.

The clash between Eratz and Kallistra raged on, reshaping the battlefield with every strike.

Kallistra's form flickered, her glowing eyes darting between white and green as she hugged herself tightly. Her golden aura sputtered in waves, a shadow of the overwhelming presence it once was.

"Leave me alone!" she screamed, her voice cracked and desperate.

Energy surged around her as if the world itself bent to her will. Yet, fractures crawled across her face and arms, light spilling through the cracks like a shattered porcelain figure barely holding together.

Eratz summoned Cinderblaze and the Thunder Lycaon.

The beasts moved with blinding speed, their fiery and electric attacks weaving around Kallistra in a relentless assault.

Fire danced around her, lightning cracked through the air, and for a moment, she struggled to follow their rapid movements.

Each strike forced her to retreat, her body swaying as she barely deflected their attacks.

"Enough!" she roared, her body convulsing as she unleashed a titanic wave of energy.

The blast vaporized the Thunder Lycaon instantly, its form dissolving into flickering sparks.

Cinderblaze was hurled backward, its flames snuffed out temporarily by the sheer force of the attack.

But for Eratz, this blast was an opening. He lunged through the chaos, passing through the energy like water.

His fist glowed with raw power as he struck from the side, aiming squarely at Kallistra's fractured face.

But the blow passed through a rift she opened at the last moment, redirecting the force.

Kallistra twisted unnaturally, unleashing another blast that sent Eratz hurtling backward.

Her hands trembled, her aura flaring violently. She tried to steady herself, but a thunderous roar from above made her flinch.

A colossal bolt of lightning fell on her, shattering the platform she stood on.

As she fell, she caught sight of Raijinara diving straight toward her, its wings sparking with electric energy.

"No!" Kallistra cried out, summoning a gravity pull to push the beast away.

But in that moment of distraction, Eratz appeared next to her, his hand charged with pure energy.

He delivered a spinning punch… or so she thought. He paused mid-strike, anticipating the rift she was about to create.

Kallistra's eyes widened in shock, her movement faltering, and another bolt of lightning struck her, sending her reeling.

She emerged from another rift, her body in shambles, her aura flickering dangerously.

"Why?" she gasped, clutching at the cracks spreading across her body. "Why can't I… Why can't I destroy you?!"

Eratz didn't answer. Flying backward, he summoned the Aetheri, its telekinetic abilities creating a web of platforms around them.

Kallistra screamed in frustration, destroying each one with surges of golden light.

Shockwaves rippled across the battlefield as the platforms disintegrated, but Eratz was already upon her again, striking her squarely in the face.

The cracks deepened, light spilling out like a torrent.

"Stop!" Kallistra roared, unleashing a devastating beam of energy.

Eratz dodged narrowly, the beam streaking past him and carving through the horizon.

She tried to redirect it, moving the attack in a wide arc, but Eratz flew away, evading her desperate strikes.

The beam's path cut through mountains, triggering massive explosions that spread across the landscape.

Her attacks became increasingly erratic, each one showing her growing desperation.

Her aura flared one last time as she gathered every ounce of her remaining strength.

She raised her hands above her head, a swirling orb of light forming between them.

The orb expanded rapidly, vibrating with terrifying intensity.

"I'm really going to kill you if you keep fighting!" she screamed, hurling the orb toward Eratz.

The attack was cataclysmic, a blinding wave of light engulfing everything in its path. Platforms disintegrated, mountains crumbled, and the ground shook violently as the wave reached Eratz.

But then, a strange phenomenon occured. Kallistra's eyes widened as the light consumed him. She screamed, her voice cracking with panic.

"No! Dodge it, you idiot!"

But it was too late. The energy spread, swallowing Eratz completely. The explosion razed everything, its force felt far beyond the battlefield.

Yet, as the blinding light reached its peak, it began to recoil. The energy swirled on itself, converging to a single point.

The battlefield held its breath as the light condensed into a brilliant sphere. From within it, a figure emerged.

Kallistra froze, her body trembling as despair washed over her. Eratz floated without his sparkling wings, his eyes burning with an intense purple glow, the energy gathering on his fist.

The swirling energy around him coalesced, radiating a different kind of energy than usual.

"This… This makes no sense," Kallistra stammered, her voice trembling. "How… What are you? You're not human…"

Eratz's gaze locked onto hers, unyielding.

"That's ironic coming from you," he said calmly, raising his hand as the energy converged into his fist. His irises glowed a vivid purple.

"Like you said yourself before," he continued, his voice steady and resolute. "It's something you're very familiar with: a beastification."