Against The Eternity Chapter 37: [36] Chapter - 17: Carried through Chaos (Part - 1/2)

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[36] Chapter - 17: Carried through Chaos (Part - 1/2) Anshvi and Eklavya hung suspended in the sky. Their hands locked tightly together, as if that single touch was the only certainty left in a world that had now begun to collapse into chaos. Wind howled past them in restless currents, tugging at their clothes, yet neither loosened their grip. Above, the storm clouds churned in heavy, layered waves of dark grey. They rolled over one another like a sky on the verge of breaking. Lightning flickered deep within the clouds, not yet striking, but threatening—brief veins of white that illuminated the heavens for a heartbeat before vanishing again. The air carried a sharp, heavy scent of ozone. Eklavya tried to speak, but before the uncertainty forming on his lips could fully take shape, Anshvi’s fingers tightened around his hand—firm, steady and unquestionable. The silent pressure alone was enough to halt his words. Her expression hardened, resolve settling over her features like a blade drawn without hesitation, leaving no space for doubt or argument. Without looking at him again, she shifted her gaze forward, locking onto the lone one-star Grandmaster floating at a distance, her eyes sharp and unyielding as the stormlight flickered across them. “Don’t worry,” she said, her voice steady—so firm that hesitation had no space to exist between them. “If I fight them all at once…, I might not be able to keep you safe.” A brief pause followed as the wind rushed past, and lightning flickered behind her, outlining her silhouette in stark silver. “But in the air…” her grip tightened just slightly, “…they can’t match my speed.” There was no boast in her tone. There was only certainty, heavy and unshakable, like a vow spoken without the need for witness. Eklavya felt the lingering trace of fear within him, sharp but fleeting. Yet as he looked at her—at the calm resolve in her eyes—that fear quieted, replaced by something steadier. And that was trust. She tightened her grip firmly once again. She leaned forward, pulling him with her as if the very air had become a path only she could command. In the next instant, her aura erupted. It didn’t flare gently. It surged like a storm compressed beyond its limit, bursting outward in a violent rush of power. The space around them trembled, wind splitting apart as her body launched forward with terrifying speed. The force of that acceleration carved a thin sonic ribbon through the sky, the air tearing in their wake as they became a streak of violet light. In a blink, they shot across the sky—fast enough to blur even perception itself—racing straight toward the lone one-star Grandmaster waiting in the distance. “First, you’ll have to go through me if you want his life, you damn assholes!” Anshvi’s voice tore through the storm, sharp with defiance as they cut past the encirclement of Grandmaster warriors like a streak of living lightning. Her words echoed behind them, carried by the wind and tangled with the rolling thunder above, reverberating across the sky like a challenge cast against the heavens themselves. Jhanad watched them go, his lips curling into a thin, amused smirk—though beneath that faint expression, frustration simmered, dark and controlled. The moment he saw them slip through the formation, his hand snapped forward in a decisive command, cutting through the air with authority. “Catch them,” he hissed. At once, the sky seemed to respond, as if even the storm had been waiting for that command. A surge of killing intent erupted outward, thick and suffocating, flooding the air like an unseen tide. The master warriors and grandmasters moved in unison, launching themselves forward with explosive bursts of ki. Their figures tore through the rain-heavy sky with violent acceleration. The atmosphere trembled under the sheer force of their pursuit. Streaks of energy ignited behind them. Blue like frozen lightning, red like burning embers, green like venomous wind. Each one of the trails cutting acro