Drakhar did not beg.
He did not bargain.
He charged one final time.
Kaito met him head-on.
Their blades collided with a shockwave that silenced the battlefield.
For several heartbeats—
Neither moved.
Then Kaito pushed forward.
Shadow pierced molten armor.
Drakhar smiled.
"You fight like a king."
"I fight like myself," Kaito replied.
He absorbed the Lord carefully.
No explosion.
No chaos.
Just controlled assimilation.
Five Lords gone.
The eclipse descended further—
Now clearly closer to the world.