Adara, still on her knees, slowly rose as the crowds around them lay in a peaceful slumber. Lucas, now fully understanding Hypnos's power, was both amazed and disturbed.
"Your lord is quite something," remarked Lucas, scratching his head. "Sleeping everyone like that... it's almost eerie."
Adara, maintaining her composure, nodded. "Hypnos's abilities are beyond comprehension. It's a gift and a curse."
Lucas pondered for a moment before grinning. "Well, at least it makes our journey through the city easier. We won't have to deal with all this chaos."
Adara agreed, and they continued on their way through the eerily quiet city streets. As they approached the outskirts, Adara discreetly cast a spell to disguise their appearances. She wanted to avoid drawing unnecessary attention, especially with the unconscious citizens around them.
"Let's make haste," Adara urged, nudging Anox forward. The horse galloped through the silent city, carrying its riders towards their destination.
Unbeknownst to them, Moros and Eris continued their fierce battle in the skies above, while the city remained in a mysterious slumber.
Eris unleashed bolts of crimson lightning, each strike aiming to envelop Moros in searing energy. Moros deftly dodged and weaved, his form dissipating into shadow to evade the onslaught. Despite her relentless attacks, Eris couldn't quite land a decisive blow on Moros.
Moros, determined to close the distance, lunged forward with shadows coiling around his massive, stone fists.
with a flash of red lightning, Eris disappeared from her previous spot, appritating further back.
with an audible thud, as Moros clicked his stone tounge, the first sound he made since his appearance. he dove into the shadows.
Moros emerged from the shadows with a powerful uppercut, his stone fists colliding with a protective barrier conjured by Eris. The impact sent shockwaves through the air, creating a momentary reprieve in their fierce exchange.
Eris, now on the defensive, summoned swirling tendrils of crimson energy, forming a defensive shield around her. Moros, undeterred, pressed on, manipulating shadows to create multiple illusions of himself. The illusions danced around Eris, making it challenging for her to pinpoint the real Moros.
Eris unleashed a barrage of crackling red thunderbolts in all directions, hoping to catch the elusive Moros. However, the shadows continued to play tricks on her senses, and Moros swiftly navigated through the chaotic storm.
Suddenly, Moros emerged from the shadows right behind Eris, his stone claws aimed at her. With uncanny agility, Eris spun around, narrowly avoiding the attack. She retaliated with a concentrated burst of crimson lightning, striking Moros and forcing him to retreat into the shadows once again.
The battle raged on in the skies above Corcilus, a clash between two formidable entities each wielding their unique powers. The outcome remained uncertain as the dance of shadows and lightning continued, echoing through the eerily quiet city.
With a determined gaze, Eris focused her energy, summoning an immense concentration of crimson lightning into a swirling vortex of power. The air crackled with anticipation as she gathered the energy, and her eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity. Adara and Lucas, oblivious to the ongoing battle in the skies, continued their journey through the silent city.
Eris, with a sudden surge, released the accumulated energy in a dazzling burst of red lightning. The unleashed power formed a radiant explosion, illuminating the darkened sky and casting eerie shadows across the sleeping city.
The shockwave reverberated through the air, shaking the very foundations of the astral realm. For a moment, it seemed as if Eris's overwhelming assault might bring an abrupt end to the confrontation. However, when the radiant light faded, Moros emerged from the dissipating energy, battered and wounded but still standing.
His stone armor bore visible cracks, and shadows clung to him like tattered remnants of his essence. Despite the injuries, Moros stood defiant, his indomitable will keeping him on his feet.
In the aftermath of the failed attempt to unleash more arcane energy, Eris found herself mentally exhausted. The strain of the battle and the relentless exertion of her powers took a toll on her concentration. As she struggled to regain her composure, Moros, seizing the opportunity, prepared to strike a decisive blow.
Moros lunged forward, determined to capitalize on Eris's momentary vulnerability. However, just as he was about to deliver a potentially fatal blow, a sudden interference disrupted the sequence of events.