Adela's heart raced as the monstrous roars reverberated through the narrow confines of the castle. She glanced around, her eyes darting from one stone wall to another. There was no room for hiding, no sanctuary to seek refuge in. She knew that they couldn't stay put; they had to act swiftly, for the creature was getting closer.
"Love, we can't do this," Adela whispered urgently to Richard. Her voice was laden with anxiety, and she squeezed his hand tightly. "We have to divert that monster first. I need to use magic."
Richard, though visibly concerned, nodded in agreement. He trusted Adela's abilities, having witnessed her extraordinary powers before. As she closed her eyes and began to concentrate, he knew that their fate hung in the balance.
