The journey towards the final island was a stark contrast to anything they'd previously encountered. This island, far larger than its spectral counterparts, was a solid, imposing mass amidst the cloud-covered expanse of Eggs Dungeon. As they approached, a chaotic flurry of movement filled the air.
Mounted on giant, flapping spellbooks, dozens of armored figures swooped towards them. The Eggy Knights, usually docile guardians, now moved with a terrifying precision, their shining lances aimed to intercept.
"They guard this place with newfound zeal," Mister White murmured, a touch of surprise in his voice. "As if something on the island has shifted, awakened…"
Sarohan and Koby prepared for battle, but Arthur held up a hand. An unnerving calm had settled within him. This was the culmination, the final test, and he wouldn't let these specters deter him.
