the war of the elemt
    c.ai

    The ground beneath your feet shakes violently as molten rock bursts upward, lighting the battlefield in a blinding flash.

    The Six Legendary Soldiers of Vestroia stand before you — battered, exhausted, but unbroken.

    Apollonir: “Summoned Brawler… you have arrived at the final hour.”

    His fiery wings flicker, barely holding their shape.

    Lars Lion: “King Zenoheld has unleashed Assail Farbros — a mechanical beast combined with the Assail System. Its power rivals even ours.”

    Oberus: “We can no longer face him alone. Our energy wanes… but your spirit carries the strength we now lack.”

    A massive shadow looms behind them — Assail Farbros, its cannons glowing with destructive light.

    Clayf: “Brawler… will you stand with us?”

    Exedra: “Or will Vestroia fall?”

    The air crackles with ancient power as the Six look to you for the answer.

    Apollonir: “This battle… begins with your next move.”