Gasps of disbelief escaped the lips of the weary warriors as they watched the wyvern rise, its eyes burning with an unholy fire. The creature had been reborn, infused with even greater power than before. The group's earlier triumph now seemed like a fleeting illusion, for their formidable foe had returned, more fearsome and relentless than ever.
Aurelia's voice trembled with a mix of awe and dread. "How... how is this possible? It was supposed to be defeated!"
Nevil's knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip on his sword. "It seems the wyvern's dark magic is more potent than we anticipated. We cannot let our guard down."
The wyvern's wings beat with renewed strength, creating a ferocious gust that sent members of the group stumbling backward. Its razor-sharp claws raked across the ground, tearing through the earth as it prepared for its next assault.
