The team surged forward, their combined might overwhelming the remaining enemies. They reached the Flame of Ascendance, their hands outstretched to claim their prize. The powerful, ethereal light of the flame bathed them, filling them with a sense of triumph and renewed energy.
Reign's hand closed around the flame, and he felt its power surge through him. The light of the flame enveloped the team, its warmth, and energy invigorating them.
"Down, go down the mountain!" Reign shouted as the entire team started moving.
The Heaven's Hooligans moved with purpose, their steps sure and swift as they began their descent down the treacherous mountain path. The Flame of Ascendance, cradled carefully by Reign, pulsed with a steady glow, its power a beacon of hope and victory.
