Xalvador, his eyes ablaze with malevolence, advanced with deliberate steps. "You fools think you can resist the inevitable? This realm is destined to fall, and I shall be the harbinger of its demise," he taunted, a twisted grin stretching across his face.
Kirk, gritting his teeth, retorted, "Your delusions won't change the fact that we stand in your way. We won't let you plunge this world into darkness." Though these words had left his mouth, it was only a show of bravado to mask the doubt now clouding his vision.
Lara, drawing her bowstring taut, added, "You may be powerful, but there's always a way to defeat creatures like you. We won't surrender to your twisted vision."
Xalvador chuckled darkly, "Defeat me? You're amusing, mortals. Your futile attempts at resistance will only make your demise more entertaining."
