Keldor sheathed his sword and lowered his shield, his gaze fixed on the spot where the creature had fallen. He silently offered a prayer of thanks to his deity, grateful for the strength and protection that had seen them through the battle.
Lyra stepped forward, her eyes softening as she looked at her companions. She offered words of comfort and encouragement, reminding them that they had faced great darkness and emerged victorious.
Thrain approached the altar, his curiosity piqued by the strange runes and symbols. He studied them closely, wondering what secrets they might reveal about the creature they had just defeated.
Amara joined Thrain, her keen eyes scanning the altar for hidden traps or clues. She felt a sense of unease as if the battle had only been the beginning of their trials within the cavern.
