Suddenly, the air ged. The once dusty ground trembled as grains of sand emerged from the cracks, swirling into motion. At first, it was just a trickle. Then— More and more. The dunes rose, shifting the terrain itself. "Huh…? Sand?" Pyorn muttered in fusion.

  Then he saw it. tless grains of yellow sand materialized from thin air, flooding the cavern in mere breaths. A powerful wind followed, whipping the sand into a chaoti. Within moments, the battlefield had pletely transformed. And at the ter of the storm— A massive figure emerged. A t two-meter-tall beast, its metallic green body standing like an iron fortress. Sharp, jagged spikes jutted from its form, radiating sheer dominance. And those scarlet eyes— They sent a primal fear c through everyone present.

  “ROOOOAAAARRRR!!!” Tyranitar’s earth-shaking roar erupted through the cavern, raw power surging with it. The sheer force of its presence alone made evetle-hardened fighters falter. pared to this, Wrath’s Wrath was nothing. This? This was true Wrath.

  Everyone—except Larry—felt like they were being stared down by an unstoppable force. Goosebumps broke across their skin. Their blood ran cold. Even the slightest moveme impossibly heavy. They could barely breathe.

  Meanwhile, Near Mount Kira’Zan’Zan —A man in an eborate bright red robe suddenly froze. His pupils dited. He had felt it. That presehe overwhelming aura that just erupted… It wasn’t weaker than his own. In fact— It might have beeronger. "Ligante? What’s wrong?" A voice crackled from the small jet beh him. The strange aircraft had a human fa its front, its expression puzzled.

  Us master, the Nen-infused jet was too weak to sehe disturbance. But the man… He had felt it. The one known as Botobai Gigahe Dragon of the Zodiaarrowed his eyes. Right now, he was en route to Solvren Ruins, responding to Pyorn’s distress signal. And he wasn’t alohough the jet served as mere transportation, Botobai was the only true reinfort.

  As the Dragon of the Zodiacs, Botobai’s expertise spanned both military strategy and bat analysis. But more than that, he was sidered one of the most formidable forces in the Hunter Association, a warrior whose presence alone anded respect. As a Three-Star Terrorist Huhis was his job. Taking down criminals. Trag down fugitives. Eliminating threats. A— Right now, he wasn’t sure what to think. That Aura he had just sensed… It had e from Mount Kira’Zan’s dire. And the pressure behind it— It was enough to make even him uneasy. Which meant— Something was happening otlefield. Something he hadn’t ated for.

  Botobai’s already serious expression darkened even further.Like a volo, quietly building toward eruption.

  Baside the Ruins The once ferocious battle had plunged into an eerie silence. Everyoood frozen, their minds rag, yet their thoughts all shared one on thread—disbelief. Among them, no one was more affected than Envy. "Hehehe… Impossible!" His voice cracked, his expression twisted with sheer horror. "How… how the hell do you have a beast like that?!"

  If seeing Gardevoir and Gengar earlier had left him with some fiden victory, then the appearance of Tyranitar crushed any lingering hope. At this moment, he had only ohought—‘It’s over.’

  Envy trembled like a gambler who had lost everything in a si, his eyes wild with unwillingness. Just from Tyranitar’s presence alone, a suffog pressure filled the cavern.

  A pressure that made resistance feel meaningless. Even the poisonous is that Envy had painstakingly nurtured began to wither and die, uo withstand the sheer force of its aura. Wrath ched his teeth, his mind shaken. "This power… it's eveer than our leader Arrogance… Has he reached that level?!"

  Across the battlefield, Satotz and Pyorn exged a ghough her spoke, they both saw the same shock reflected in each other's eyes. "This might be… on par with the Chairman…"

  Larry looked at Envy with a bored expression, his voice ced with disdain. "You talk too much. I’ve seen enough of your ability. It’s pointless. Disgusting, even." His tone grew colder. "I’ll send you off now. Tyranitar, Stone Edge."

  Tyranitar lifted its heavy foot and smmed it into the ground. The cave shook violently, cracks splitting through the earth. Jagged stone bdes materialized out of thin air, glowing with a powerful, earthy aura.

  "Crack, crack, crack—" With a casual kick, Tyranitar shattered the already cracked grouh it, creating an even rger pit than the one Wrath had formed earlier. The razor-sharp stone spikes unched forward, cutting through the i King with ease.

  Like a sheet of paper being sliced apart, the massive i was torn to shreds, its entire body disiing into dust. But the attack didn’t stop there. The deadly Stone Edge tinued forward, barreling straight for Envy.

  "BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

  The cavern shook violently with each impact. The sheer destructive power of a siack from Tyranitar exceeded the etle so far. Jagged stones pierced the rock walls, sending debris flying in every dire.

  Even the foundation of the cave trembled, as if threatening to colpse uhe force of Tyranitar’s raw power. Had it been ahquake instead, not only would the cave have crumbled—even the Volo itself might have been affected.

  The dust cloud was thick, obsg everything. But then A faint pink glow flickered. Gardevoir’s eyes shimmered with Telekinesis, and with a delicate wave of her hand— The dust vanished. And the battlefield was revealed. Envy Or what was left of him Was nothing more than shredded, unreizable ks of flesh.

  A gaping hole had been bsted through the stone wall, small fragments still crumbling from the edges. Before anyone could even process what had just happeyranitar moved again. It slowly turs crimson gaze toward the st remaining enemy. Wrath.

  The moment Wrath locked eyes with Tyranitar, his entire body tensed. For the first time, he felt fear. True, suffog terror. rath? He had spent his life embodying Wrath itself he was a monster who never backed down, never feared anything. But now? Standing before Tyranitar, that title felt meaningless. If anyone deserved to be called Wrath, it wasn’t him. It was this creature.

  What Wrath didn’t know was that Tyranitar had a title of its own— The Desert Tyrant. A being whose very preseninated all who stood before it. A creature that ruled through nothing but pure, overwhelming power. And uyranitar’s crushing aura, Wrath’s onshakable fidence shattered pletely. His aura flickered, his blood-red aura rapidly draining away. He was no lohe ragi from before.

  Now, he was nothing but a weak, trembling man. His body shook. His mind screamed at him to run. But he couldn't. Not when Tyranitar was staring at him. Not when his instincts told him he rey.

  Larry’s voice cut through the silence, cold and merciless. "What’s wrong? Where’s all that Wrath you were boasting about?" He smirked, tilting his head slightly. "Don’t call yourself Wrath anymore. Call yourself Cowardice. But it doesn’t matter. You won’t have a future anyway. Rock Slide."