Max hovered above the battlefield, the chaos of clashing armies below roaring like a storm. The smell of salt and blood mixed with the sounds of destruction.
And then he saw him. Valerius.
The general tried to hide among the crowd, blending in with soldiers and sea beasts, but it was useless. Max knew him too well. One of his worst enemies, the right hand of King Charles III of the Soaring Dragon Kingdom, standing there thinking he could slip away.
Max's eyes flared with fury. He dove straight down.
He grabbed him, slammed him into the ground, and shattered his bones with brutal precision, making everyone around freeze in shock. Max cursed him as his fists rained down blow after blow.
"Coward!" Max roared. "Hiding behind others, thinking you'll survive!"
Valerius screamed in pain, struggling to speak. "P-please… it wasn't my fault… it was the king… King Charles… it's all his fault!"
Max paused for a moment, his aura blazing brighter. "Oh really? Tell me… did you already marry Charles's daughter?"
Valerius froze. His eyes went wide. "W-what… how do you know…?"
Max's smile was sharp, almost cruel. "I just know. If you hadn't married her, you'd still just be a knight, right? So tell me… why marry the king's daughter?"
Valerius's knees buckled. Max's words hit too close to the truth, too precise to be chance. Fear completely swallowed him.
"I… I had no choice… it was the only way…" he stammered, barely audible, crushed under Max's aura and fury.
Jax held him tight, his fists glowing with the blue energy surrounding him. Every bone in Valerius's body cracked under the pressure—there was no room for mercy. Finally, Jax hurled him toward his women with a roar that shook the battlefield.
"Don't let him die," Jax ordered firmly. "We still have things to talk about."
They nodded, steady even in the storm. Manaia stepped forward, healing Valerius's bleeding wounds but leaving his bones shattered, making sure he couldn't move or escape.
From the ocean, the Eternal Abyssal Turtle roared in humiliation, seeing its ally defeated, its voice trembling with rage. The battle raged harder.
The Siren Queen, terrified, tried to flee the battlefield, but Jax didn't give her the chance. In a flash, he lunged, caught her, and neutralized her instantly. He sent her back to his women, just like Valerius, ensuring she wouldn't cause more trouble.
The battlefield descended into madness. Sea kings, beasts, and soldiers tried to fight back, but Jax was unstoppable. His eternal aura spread like living fire, tearing down every defense, every spell, every creature in his path.
The Abyssal Turtle made one last stand, unleashing its full defensive power. But Jax, patient and relentless, tore it down piece by piece. Every strike, every move, carried the weight of the laws he had mastered through years of struggle.
Finally, with one last burst of blazing blue power, Jax shattered the turtle's defenses. A final blow ended its life, and silence fell over the battlefield.
The survivors trembled, staring at the overwhelming force they had just witnessed. Jax stood still but unyielding, his aura blazing with pure energy—the absolute ruler of the field.
"No one left can stop us," he murmured, looking over the chaos he had wrought, as his women and allies gathered around him, drawn to his strength and control.
The sea still shook from the battle, the air heavy with salt, blood, and power. But Jax left the corpses of sea kings and beasts behind as he descended toward where his women waited.
They all rushed to him at once.
"Jax!" Rina cried, tears streaming as she clung to him, terrified it was only a dream.
"We missed you so much…" Naya whispered, burying her face against his chest, her shoulders trembling.
Zela was next, punching his chest before hugging him tight. "We thought you'd never wake up…"
Lira broke down the moment she touched him. "Every day we feared the worst…"
Leila grabbed his hand, clutching it like it might vanish. "Five years, Jax… five years praying without knowing if you'd ever return."
Zyra and Vira pressed close, both warriors strong and proud, yet their eyes glistened with tears. "Never again… never something like this again…"
Anya and Karely touched his arm gently, still unsure if it was real. "You heard our voices… didn't you?"
Elnara hugged him from behind, resting her forehead on his back. "We never stopped believing."
Riven, who had kept her face hard all this time, finally broke, pulling him into a fierce embrace. "You're here… you're really here."
Lyra kissed his hand softly, holding it to her cheek with silent tears. "Thank you for coming back."
Even Jayde, cold and calculating as always, didn't hide this time. She wrapped herself around him in silence, her tail coiling around his leg like a vow never to let go.
Jax pulled them all close, feeling for the first time in years the warmth of the people he had been so far from. His blue aura softened, no longer destructive but warm, wrapping around them like a protective mantle.
"I was awake the whole time," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "I heard every prayer, every tear… every word you spoke. Your faith is what kept me alive."
Their tears spilled freely as they squeezed him tighter. The relief of having him back, of knowing he hadn't been lost forever, was too much to contain.
For a moment, there was no war, no enemies, no sea kings. Just them—together again after five long years.
"We're not letting you go again," Manaia said, her voice trembling but firm as she locked her fingers with his.
Jax smiled, a rare, genuine smile cutting through his battle-hardened face. "And I'll never leave you alone again."
The battlefield, now in ruins, bore silent witness to the promise born among them.
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