Chapter 221 - Prosperity

"Shadow," Lyrian whispered, his voice a mere breath amidst the cacophony of the battlefield. The two slightly injured beasts, Tao trailing close behind, were rapidly enveloped in the inky darkness that radiated from Lyrian. The battle that had just unfolded had left a profound impression on him. It wasn't just intense; it was a visceral dance with danger itself. The sheer force behind the snapping slams as the creatures clashed was enough to send shivers down the spine of any normal person.