The uneasy tension lingered as the Tier V team moved cautiously through the fog-covered territory. The periodic thins created by Beast's manipulation of the wind and Reign's radiant light allowed them brief glimpses of their surroundings. Yet, the Shadow Wraiths remained elusive, their absence unsettling the seasoned warriors.
Reign's senses were on high alert. His eyes scanned the shifting shadows, and his soul power reached out, trying to detect any sign of the wraiths. However, the fog resisted his attempts, masking the presence of the monsters. It was an unnerving experience for the Tier V team, who were accustomed to being in control of their surroundings.
Elijah, fueled by grief and a thirst for vengeance, clenched his weapons tighter. The loss of a team member weighed heavily on him, and the absence of immediate retribution grated on his nerves. The desire to confront the Shadow Wraiths and unleash his newfound powers burned within him.
