Aeron traveled to Malkor's stronghold, the Staff of Light held high in his hand. He knew that this would be his final battle against Malkor.
Aeron arrived at the stronghold and saw Malkor standing on the ramparts. Malkor laughed when he saw Aeron.
"You have come back to die," Malkor said.
Aeron smiled. "No," he said. "I have come to defeat you once and for all."
Malkor cast a spell, and a wall of fire appeared between him and Aeron. Aeron raised the Staff of Light and blasted the wall of fire with a beam of light. The wall of fire disappeared.
Aeron charged at Malkor, and Malkor raised his hands to cast a spell. But before he could cast the spell, Aeron struck him with the Staff of Light.
Malkor staggered back, clutching at his chest. He looked at Aeron with hatred in his eyes.
"You cannot defeat me," he said. "I am too powerful."
Aeron smiled. "We shall see," he said.
Aeron and Malkor fought fiercely. They were both powerful sorcerers, and the battle was evenly matched.
But Aeron had the Staff of Light, and Malkor did not.
Aeron struck Malkor with the Staff of Light again, and Malkor fell to the ground. Malkor was defeated.
Aeron stood over Malkor and looked at him.
"It is over," he said.
Malkor looked up at Aeron with hatred in his eyes. "I will be back," he said.
Aeron smiled. "No," he said. "You will not."
Aeron raised the Staff of Light and blasted Malkor with a beam of light. Malkor screamed in pain and disappeared in a flash of light.
Malkor was finally defeated. Aeron had saved the world from Malkor's evil once and for all.
Aeron lowered the Staff of Light and looked around. The stronghold was empty. Malkor's army was gone.
Aeron had won. He had saved the world.
Aeron smiled and turned to walk away. He knew that there would always be darkness in the world, but he also knew that there would always be people who were willing to fight against it.
Aeron was one of those people. He would always be ready to fight for what is right, no matter the cost.