As the last of the Invisible Stalkers crumbled into nothingness, the chamber descended into a heavy, almost reverent silence.
Xin and his companions stood amidst the remnants of their invisible foes, their composure unbroken, their breaths measured and steady. Their faces betrayed no sign of exertion, no telltale sweat to hint at the intense battle that had just unfolded.
At that moment, Xin was glad that Victor and the others were by his side. Alone, he harbored doubts about whether he could have faced this invisible menace, let alone emerge victorious.
Yuzuro was still clutching her staff tightly as she broke the silence with a question that hung in the air, her eyes darting about the room. "Is it over?"
Rever returned to his human-like form from his fearsome lycanthrope state, and glanced around cautiously. "I believe so . . . for now."
