Creation Of All Things-Chapter 132: Invasion At Home 3: Rav’kan

Kael moved like a storm, blades slicing through the air with precision, each strike dropping another invader to the ground. Beside him, the woman moved just as fiercely—silent, deadly, graceful. Their rhythm was flawless, as if they had fought together for years.

She launched forward, her palm glowing with dark red energy, blasting a creature into the sky where Kael slashed it in half midair. The battlefield around them was filled with smoke, fire, and chaos, but the two of them were calm. Controlled.

If Adam were watching this... he would've paused. Something about her—her energy, her aura, even the way she moved—felt familiar. Almost like Aurora.

But Adam wasn't here.

Kael landed beside her, blood dripping off his blade.

"Raina," he said, glancing at her briefly, "more incoming from the east gate."

Raina Ashborne didn't respond with words. She raised her hand, shadows swirling tightly around her arm before lashing out like a whip—dragging another wave of enemies into the ground.

Kael smirked. "You're really not much of a talker, huh."

Raina simply cracked her knuckles and took another stance.

More creatures poured in through the rift ahead.

Kael's blade crackled with fire.

Raina's eyes gleamed with that Ashborne fury.

And just like that, they charged forward—side by side again—unaware that something, or rather someone, was already watching from afar...

Kael's steps hit the cracked ground hard, each one sparking with flame. He moved like a beast, tearing through the frontline. Just behind him, Raina followed—calm, composed, deadly.

As they reached the next wave of enemies, Raina raised both hands, and the battlefield shifted.

The ground split with a quake, pillars of jagged earth erupting beneath their enemies, throwing bodies into the air. She swept her right hand across the sky and thick mist rolled in—cold, blinding. A flick of her wrist, and lightning snapped through the fog, striking with precise, deadly timing.

"Nice," Kael muttered with a grin, deflecting a sword swing and crushing the attacker's chest with a fiery punch. "Still showing off, huh?"

Raina didn't even blink. Her left foot tapped the ground, and water surged up from the broken street, coiling like a serpent before freezing instantly—turning an entire squad of invaders into icy statues. A simple wave of her arm shattered them.

Kael raised a brow. "You always did have a flair for the dramatic."

"Focus," she said finally, her voice low. "We're not done yet."

Ahead, the biggest rift was starting to pulse—almost as if something far worse was preparing to crawl out.

Kael tightened his grip on his blade. "What's the read?"

Raina closed her eyes for a second. The winds shifted. Fire flickered at her back. Water trembled at her side. Her entire body harmonized with the elements around her.

"…Something's coming," she said, eyes opening slowly. "Something big."

And still—neither of them knew Adam was near.

Watching. Quiet.

And deciding if now was the time to step in… or let them shine a little longer.

Elsewhere

"We still can't lock onto his signal, ma'am," the tech guy said, his fingers flying over the glowing interface. His brow was drenched in sweat as the screens flickered with layers of global scans, satellite feeds, and sensor data.

Victoria stood behind him, arms crossed, her sharp silver armor catching the light. She narrowed her eyes at the display. "You're telling me he just disappeared?"

"It's like he's... not even on the planet," the guy muttered, confused and clearly stressed. "No heat signature, no magic trace, no energy spikes... nothing. It's like he blinked out of existence."

Victoria tilted her head slightly, then let out a soft chuckle. "No… he's still here. Watching. Just doesn't want to be seen."

She turned away from the monitors and smirked to herself. "That man really is something else…"

Elsewhere

A lone gate, hidden deep in a barren stretch of wasteland where no camera watched and no human tread, suddenly began to tremble. The air around it twisted, the sky above pulsed red, and the earth beneath it cracked.

Without warning, the gate exploded—shards of glowing energy flying out like shrapnel. A ripple shot through the land as something massive stepped out from the smoke.

The ground trembled beneath his weight.

He was tall—easily over nine feet—with dark crimson skin covered in ancient black tattoos that pulsed like they were alive. His eyes burned gold, and twin obsidian horns curved back from his forehead. Each step he took left scorch marks on the earth. A long, tattered cloak flowed behind him, moving like it had a will of its own. His arms were wrapped in armored gauntlets, fused with jagged obsidian and glowing runes that hummed with power. His presence alone made the air heavier.

An elite Ashura—one of their generals.

His name echoed in the wind like a curse.

"Rav'kan."

He looked up at the sky and smirked, cracking his neck slowly.

"So… this is Earth."

Then, from behind him, more figures started walking out of the broken gate—lesser Ashura, snarling and hungry for war. Rav'kan raised a hand, and they all fell silent.

"No move... until I say so," he growled.

His golden eyes stared far into the horizon.

"Let them feel the fear first."

Rav'kan took a slow breath, his chest rising like a mountain. Fire flickered from the corner of his mouth as he exhaled, scorching the grass beneath him into ash.

The lesser Ashura crouched behind him, silent but trembling with anticipation. Their claws dug into the dirt, some of them twitching with bloodlust, barely holding back.

A dark mist began to leak from Rav'kan's body, spreading across the wasteland like a creeping storm. Trees withered in its presence. Animals miles away fled in panic. Even the clouds above began to swirl unnaturally, darkening the skies in a wide radius around the broken gate.

Then he lifted his hand and snapped his fingers.

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In an instant, the lesser Ashura dispersed, dashing in all directions, vanishing into the terrain like predators released into a forest. The invasion was no longer waiting—it had begun.

Rav'kan stood alone, eyes still locked to the sky.

"Come, protector of this world," he muttered to himself, voice like gravel and thunder. "I want to see your face when I rip it apart."

Meanwhile, far from the gate, Victoria Silvermane was still at headquarters when a sudden spike in energy readings slammed into the sensors.

"Ma'am! Unknown energy signature just lit up sector 93!" one of the agents shouted, eyes wide.

Victoria turned to the screen, and the moment she saw the footage, her confident smile dropped. Her eyes narrowed.

"That's not just any gate…" she whispered. "That's a general."

She immediately reached for her comms.

"Get me Selene, Raina, anyone we've got close to that zone. And try again—find Adam. Now."

The screen crackled as Rav'kan's figure came into view.

"Because if we don't stop this one fast… we're gonna lose a whole country before lunch."