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Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip
Sung Jinwoo vs. Karagalan
The battlefield was silent except for the low rumble of mana tearing through the air. The ruined plains of an ancient world—the remnants of a forgotten war between Rulers and Monarchs—had become the stage for a confrontation unlike any other. Shadows stretched unnaturally across the broken stone as Sung Jinwoo emerged, black armor gleaming like a starless night.
Across from him floated Karagalan, the Stormborne Monarch, ruler of tempest and destruction. His humanoid form crackled with violet lightning, wings of stormclouds spreading behind him like thunder incarnate. His presence distorted the atmosphere itself, wind howling in spirals around his body.
“So you are the one they call the Shadow Monarch,” Karagalan said, voice echoing like rolling thunder.
“I expected more… height.”
Jinwoo smiled faintly. “You’ll learn that size doesn’t matter.”
Karagalan raised a hand, and the sky split open. Bolts of lightning rained down, each one powerful enough to vaporize a mountain. Jinwoo dashed forward, leaving a trail of shadows in his wake. Lightning struck where he had stood a millisecond earlier, carving craters across the battlefield.
The Storm Monarch descended like a meteor, fist enveloped in swirling electricity. Jinwoo blocked with Kamish’s Wrath, the shockwave blowing both combatants apart. Jinwoo staggered only a step—Karagalan slid back several meters, boots digging trenches in the stone. Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip Sung Jinwoo vs Karagalan Raw Clip
“Hmph. Your strength is annoying,” Karagalan sneered.
Jinwoo didn’t answer. Instead, he raised a hand.
“Arise.”
Thousands of shadows erupted from the ground—soldiers, knights, assassins, beasts—forming a dense black army. Beru screeched as he leapt forward, followed by Igris, Iron, and the rest of the elite shadows.
Karagalan only laughed.
Winds sharpened into blades. “All of you… vanish.”
The storm exploded outward.
Shadow soldiers were shredded instantly, dissolved into black smoke before they could touch him. Even Beru was knocked out of the air, crashing into the ground with a thunderous impact. Igris crossed his swords and held his ground for a moment—just a moment—before being flung away like a broken statue.
Jinwoo teleported directly in front of Karagalan, dagger flashing toward his throat.
The Storm Monarch caught the blade with two fingers.
“You rely too much on your army, shadow king.”
He released the blade and blasted Jinwoo with a burst of lightning at point-blank range. The world turned white. Jinwoo was thrown across the plains, skidding hundreds of meters before he regained control, armor smoking.
He exhaled.
“So that’s how strong you are.”
Dark, destructive mana surged from his body, the air warping with the pressure.
Then Jinwoo vanished.
In the next instant, he appeared behind Karagalan, slashing upward. Karagalan barely dodged, but Jinwoo pressed the attack—speed increasing, movement blurring, mana flaring like a tidal wave of shadows.
For the first time, Karagalan was forced on the defensive. Jinwoo’s daggers struck in rapid succession, carving sparks across the Storm Monarch’s armor. Karagalan responded with bursts of wind and lightning, each explosion scattering Jinwoo’s shadow clones but failing to hit the real one.
Finally, Jinwoo caught Karagalan off-guard—he teleported above him and slammed his knee into the monarch’s back. Karagalan crashed into the ground with enough force to flip entire slabs of stone.
Jinwoo landed lightly.
“It’s over.”
Karagalan rose slowly, panting, cracks running along his mana-armored form. But instead of fear, he smiled—a sharp, unhinged grin.
“Not yet.”
He drew in the entire storm, condensing a super-charged sphere of lightning above his palm. The air trembled, reality flickering. This attack could obliterate continents.
Jinwoo stepped forward.
Shadow energy erupted behind him, taking the form of a colossal black dragon—the embodiment of the Shadow Monarch’s full power.
“Devour it,” Jinwoo commanded.
The dragon roared, swallowing the lightning sphere whole.
Karagalan’s eyes widened.
Jinwoo appeared before him in the same instant and plunged both daggers into his chest—shadow and mana exploding outward.
Karagalan froze.
Then his body dissolved into drifting motes of light.
Jinwoo stood over the fading remains of the monarch. “You should’ve taken me seriously.”
The storm cleared—
and the Shadow Monarch remained unchallenged.
