The Secret of The Demonic Artifact

Chaos in Biramaki City - Part I

The Hadarac Desert was shrouded in thick silence after the events of a few moments ago, its endless dunes stretching like a sea of golden shadows under the pale moonlight. The night wind carried whispers of ancient secrets, rustling through the scattered bones of long-dead travelers.

A figure resembling a human but with bat-like features threw an amulet into the air, the jade talisman glowing with crimson runes that pulsed like a beating heart. In an instant, a massive explosion shook the area, shattering the night's silence with the force of a thousand thunderclaps.

Suddenly, two winged demonic creatures emerged from the swirling dust, their eyes burning like twin stars of malevolence. The acrid smoke parted like curtains before their imposing forms.

They were two massive black eagles, their muscular bodies adorned with wide-spanning wings, emanating an aura of darkness that sent shivers down the spine. Each feather gleamed like polished obsidian, and their talons were as sharp as le