The chains coiled around Klaus's hand and forearm, pulsating with newfound energy that surged through his veins like wildfire. His heart raced, a tempest of emotions churning within him. Amidst the chaos and the eerie voices that whispered, a single phrase emerged, clear and chilling: "Kill or be killed!!"
Empowered by this surge of resolve, Klaus's movements were swift and unyielding. With chains in hand, he charged toward the encroaching menace of the seven sinister scourge. A symphony of determination played in his ears, drowning out the clamor of battle.
But amidst his fervent assault, a cruel revelation awaited Klaus. In his zealous rush, he failed to perceive the calculated alignment of his adversaries. Like a well-rehearsed symphony of shadows, the figures stood in perfect formation, their voices a chilling chorus that echoed through the air.
