The world was chaos, a whirlwind of changing shadows and driving energy. Ethan's body ached with agony, every muscle screaming in protest as he tried to protect the one person that had come to mean everything in his life: Lysara.The air was heavy with tension as Kaelen's laughter echoed in the background, a sharp, cruel sound that seemed to rip through Ethan's very soul. It wasn't just a sound. It was a declaration. A victory.Or so Kaelen thought.Lysara's shape was faltering, her body shaking as if the act of standing was more than she could bear. The light that once burned so bright within her was dimming, flickering like a candle caught in a storm. Ethan's heart clenched at the sight, a sharp pang of desperation gnawing at him.He couldn't let this happen. He would not let her slip away."Lysara!" he cried again, this time his voice raw, despairing. He forced himself to push through the pain in his chest, Kaelen's dark magic still heavy with its weight to suffocate, and ran towar

Darkness closed in on Ethan like a shroud, thick and suffocating. His heart pounded in his chest as he watched Lysara's figure stand before him, the power emanating from her like an unholy storm. The woman he loved was no more. There was something in her eyes something cold, distancing that hit him in the chest like a blow."No…" Ethan's voice cracked as he reached out to her, desperation clawing at his throat. "Lysara, don't you see? This isn't you. This isn't who you are!"Her lips twisted into a cold smile, one that didn't belong to her, and for a split second, he felt a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, she was still there, the woman who'd held him, kissed him, and laughed with him. But the hope was brief. The power that radiated out of her wasn't solely her own; it was something else."I'm sorry, Ethan," Lysara's voice was barely a whisper, but it sent a chill through his bones. "But this is the only way. The darkness is my destiny.""No!" Ethan shouted, his body shaking with a

The world was on fire. Ethan could feel the heat licking at his skin, the roar of the flames in the distance, but it wasn't fire that had him pinned to the ground. It wasn't even the storm of chaos swirling around him. No, it was Lysara. She stood at the center of the storm, her form a silhouette in the bright, searing light, a force of nature beyond his comprehension. And he couldn't get to her. The bar the one that had just dropped him on the ground a moment before—remained in his mind. Invisible, a stronger force than he had ever met, a power so ancient and suffocating that his skin crawled at its mere thought. Lysara's eyes were wide with fear, her hands reaching out to him, but the power swirling around her kept them apart, keeping her just out of reach. Her once bright, fierce eyes were now clouded with an ominous darkness, the same darkness that had been creeping into their world ever since Kaelen had appeared. Ethan felt his heart pounding in his chest, trying to move upwa

The night had become a battleground, the once peaceful forest now a landscape of destruction. Trees were torn from their roots, the air filled with the crackling of magical energy and the deafening roars of monsters. Ethan's heart thundered in his chest as he stared at the towering beast before him. Its eyes glowed a sickly green, the very air around it warping as if reality itself bent to its will.He could feel it; the creature's presence was suffocating, like a dark cloud settling over him. This wasn't just another monster. No, this was something worse. Something more ancient, more powerful.“You’re really going to fight this thing, aren’t you?” Lysara’s voice broke through his focus, sharp and filled with a mixture of disbelief and defiance. She stood beside him, her sword still glinting in the moonlight, but even she could sense the overwhelming danger.Ethan ground his teeth. "We have no choice." His voice was low, a growl of frustration bubbling up. The creature's massive form

The eerie silence of the battlefield lingers. Wind howls through the broken trees.Darkness swallowed the world. Ethan's breath hitched as his vision blurred. The last thing he saw before the abyss claimed him was Lysara, her body flung through the air like a ragdoll, crashing into the rubble. And then nothing. Just black.A gasp tore from Ethan's mouth as he jackknifed upright. His head throbbed, his body screamed in pain, but the battlefield didn't care. The world was still burning. Lysara wasn't moving. The beast loomed above them, its grotesque form pulsating with unnatural energy, growing stronger. And in front of it—Tanya. Still standing. Still watching.TANYA (calm, but darkly amused):"You really don't know when to stay down, do you?"ETHAN (spits, voice raw with fury):"I should've known you weren't here to save us."Ethan stumbles forward, his fingers tightening around the artifact. It pulses, energy crackling like static.TANYA (mocking):"Save you? Ethan, I was only ever h