Zaratu quickly notified Lyle and then stared at the figures with his eyes narrowed. This would not be an easy battle, he was quite certain of it, even if the figures were not in the Grand realm.
The figures who had turned to face Zaratu and Violet revealed their twisted faces, masks of malice and dark magic. Their eyes glowed with a sickly green light, indicating their deep connection to the dark energy surrounding them. The figures began chanting again, their voices merging into a single, chilling incantation.
Zaratu's instincts kicked in, and he quickly assessed their options. They were outnumbered and surrounded by dark magic, but retreat was not an option. He gripped his weapon tightly, signaling Violet to prepare for battle. "We need to disrupt their ritual and break the barrier," he said in a low, urgent tone.
Violet nodded, her eyes hardening with determination. "I'll create a distraction, you focus on the barrier."
