At this crucial moment, six beams of blue light suddenly emerged from the invisible air, shining like meteors streaking across the night sky. They swiftly converged, forming a giant curtain of light in an instant. This curtain, akin to a shield from heaven, tightly encased everyone within, keeping the all-consuming flames at bay.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Surrounded by blue light, the curtain was like a tranquil lake, reflecting each individual's face. Some showed terror, some determination, some sadness, but more than anything, there was a resolute belief.
Protected by the curtain of light, Elwin and his companions temporarily escaped death's grasp. A hint of joy appeared on their faces, but it was only a momentary reprieve. The surrounding fire continued to spread, illuminating the entire basement like daylight. Eli's colossal figure was intermittently visible in the flames, its twisted face chilling to behold, like a demon from hell.
