The Fury of the Black Dragon, Unbreakable Crystal Guardians & Master of Marionettes Post Hardcore Type Beat

The moon hung low over the shattered spires of Veyruhn, casting silver light across the battlefield. Shards of crystal littered the ground like fallen stars, each one humming faintly with residual magic. At the center stood Kael, cloaked in obsidian armor, his blade pulsing with a violet glow.

"This is not something I usually do," Kael muttered, eyes narrowing at the trembling figure before him. "Fight opponents who I know have no chance of beating me. But I’m making an exception for you."

This is a beat i made with Soundbites from Yu Yu Hakusho, Yugioh , Boruto,  Dragon Ball, Sonic Unerground & Pokémon                With Samples From Yu Yu Hakusho , Maiden, Tears For Fears, Thom Bell, Van Halen,

https://audiomack.com/dj-new-new-dre/song/68b31e16e0c5f



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