The explosion of light reverberated through the fabric of reality itself, tearing at the rift that had begun to fracture the world. The brilliance of Alex’s power illuminated the abyss, sending tendrils of energy outwards like a cosmic shockwave. For a moment, there was only light.The creature’s towering form flinched back, its malevolent red eyes flickering with uncertainty as the light tore into it.Alex could barely keep his footing as the surge of energy continued to pulse through his body. The pain was excruciating; every muscle, every nerve, screamed in protest, but he gritted his teeth, pushing through it. His body felt as though it was being torn apart from the inside out, but the power was undeniable. It was his, raw and unyielding, a force of nature.The creature roared, a guttural, ferocious sound that echoed through the rift, shaking the ground beneath them. The air crackled with tension, the very atmosphere charged with the clash of light and dark. For a moment, it seeme

The air was electric with tension, heavy with the smell of ash and charred earth. As Alex stood at the edge of the smoldering ruins, his heart thundered in his chest. Helena stood beside him, her breathing labored but fierce determination etched across her face. The battle had left its scars burns, cuts, and the haunting weight of losses they could not yet count."They're regrouping," Helena muttered, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. Her fingers clenched tightly around the hilt of her blade. "We can't let up now."A sudden tremor rippled through the ground, accompanied by a distant, guttural roar. Shadows twisted in the distance as demonic figures converged on their position, their grotesque forms illuminated by flickering flames.Alex's fingers still tingled with the lingering remnants of Veil energy coursing through his veins. He knew they had to push forward despite the agony wracking his body. Failure was not an option. The fate of their world and perhaps the Veil itself

The wind screamed through the desolate streets, laced with the biting smell of smoke and ash. Alex's heart pounded in his chest as he huddled behind a shattered wall, his breath visible in the cold night air. Beside him, Helena tightened her grip on her sword, her knuckles white with tension. "They're closing in," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chaos. Alex nodded, his senses heightened by the fragment of power he still wielded from the Veil. The air crackled with energy, the invisible threads of reality trembling under the strain of the battle that had yet to reach its peak. Through the thick haze, shadows moved hunters, relentless and merciless. The remnants of the Veil's power still lingered in Alex's veins, but it was weakening with each passing moment. He could feel it slipping away, like sand through his fingers. "Helena," he said, his voice low but urgent, "if we don't make it out of this." "We will." Her fierce eyes met his. "We always do. There was

Alex's brain was a gray fog of blackness, suspended between life and death. Pain wracked through his body. The pulsating power that he had once channeled throughout his body now barely whispered; its familiar pulse was just a memory to him. He didn't even know how long he'd been out, but the weight of the world pressed down on him from all sides the weight of the Veil's collapse. When his eyes fluttered open, he was no longer in the ruined city square. The world around him was dim and strange, the air thick with an oppressive stillness. It was a place between places, a limbo of sorts. Shadows clung to the walls, twisting and writhing as if alive, and the ground beneath him pulsed like a heartbeat. "Helena," he breathed, his voice low and broken, almost inaudible in the heavy air. His heart pounded in his chest, cold dread scratching at him. He had failed her. The last thing he remembered was her standing over him, her eyes filled with determination, refusing to leave him behind. He h

The tower loomed before Alex, its jagged silhouette casting an eerie shadow across the shattered landscape. The Heart of the Veil was somewhere inside, pulsing with a force he could feel even from a distance pounding like the beat of a dying world. But even as he drew closer, his breath ragged in his chest, he knew this wasn't just a journey to save the world. It was a path to damnation, a final trial that would cost him more than he was willing to give. His mind still clouded by the memory of Helena's eyes, the fear in her gaze as she fought the Keeper to buy him this one last chance. He could not lose her not now, not after everything they had been through. Get to the Heart. Fix the veil. Save her. The words repeated in his head, but with every step toward the tower, the air seemed to grow more oppressive. And here, it was not just that weight of thoughts that crushed him; it felt like something watched him, so much bigger, darker.Something that made even the pull from the collap