Chapter 335: The Dragon Ascends, A New Epoch (The End)

The acrid smoke of battle hung heavy over the ruins of the Yale estate, a funereal shroud over the land of his ancestors. Brock Yale lay upon the scorched earth, his body a testament to a war won at an impossible cost. Each breath was a shard of glass in his lungs, his life force flickering like a guttering candle flame. The fusion with the Guardian had saved him, granted him the power to enact his final vengeance, but it had left him shattered, on the very brink of oblivion. Across the field...