The Shadow King's form wavered, his malevolent presence fading away into nothingness. The darkness that had plagued the realm began to dissipate, replaced by a warm, radiant light that filled every corner. The company had succeeded—their unity, bravery, and the power of the elements had triumphed over darkness.
As the light settled, the realm began to transform. The enchanted forest flourished with vibrant colors, and the creatures that had once hidden in fear now roamed freely, unburdened by the Shadow King's oppression. The realm's natural balance was restored, and peace descended upon the land.
The company stood victorious, their eyes shining with pride and relief. They had fulfilled the ancient prophecies, and in doing so, had rewritten the fate of the realm.
