Argon moved with an eerie grace as he closed in on the ant guardians. The aura of crackling purple dark energy that enveloped him seemed to twist and writhe like malevolent serpents
Gedion, Luna, and Finn tightened their grips on their weapons, a mixture of seriousness and determination etched across their faces.
Meanwhile, Oliver leaned in closer to Leona, concern glimmering in his hazel eyes.
Leona, the stalwart leader of the ant guardians, raised her hand, signaling her comrades to stand back. Her yellow eyes locked onto Argon, her expression a mask of resolute focus.
"I'll take care of him." She said her voice resolute
Argon's lips curled into a sinister smile as he questioned Leona with a hint of mockery in his voice, "Do you truly believe, that you can defeat me?"
