The magical barrier held strong, sapping the fire's strength.
Korig and Ezra pressed their advantage, landing the final blows that subdued the leader.
Breathing heavily, they looked at the defeated leader, now powerless and kneeling amidst the dissipating flames.
The room slowly returned to normal, the inferno quelled.
Aurora, her daggers at the ready, cautiously approached the leader.
He glared up at them, defeated but unbroken.
"You may have won this round, but fire will always find a way to rise," he spat defiantly, his voice tinged with bitterness.
Korig shook his head, "True power isn't about domination or destruction."
"It's about control and responsibility."
...
The leader, defeated but unyielding, maintained a menacing smile as he whispered, "Adderall won't let this slide, mark my words."
