Li Chen staggered back, struggling to keep his footing as Zhang Yiming's dark magic closed in around him, relentless and oppressive. The heavy tendrils of dark energy coiled tighter with each second, draining his strength and suffocating the light within him. Every breath became a battle, every movement a struggle against the shadow that sought to crush him.
But deep inside, Li Chen sensed a flicker, a warmth hidden beneath the weight of darkness—a presence as familiar as it was ancient. With his strength fading, he clung to it, feeling a surge of energy radiate from the depths of his soul, pushing against the shadows encasing him.
Suddenly, a voice echoed through his mind, powerful and unyielding. Li Chen, remember why you fight.
