Chapter 207: Instruments of Nightmare
As the Keepers pressed on towards the hundredth threshold, Ikura felt a surge of determination coursing through his veins. He knew that the key to their salvation lay in the ancient glyphs and numbers that had become their guiding light.
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But there was another weapon in their arsenal โ one that Ikura had not yet fully embraced. The instruments he had brought with him from CLOXUJI were more than just tools; they were extensions of his very being, imbued with a power that could turn the tide of this nightmarish battle.
Ikura reached into his pack, his fingers closing around the familiar shapes of his instruments. As he held them, he could feel the weight of their significance, the way they resonated with the ancient language that surrounded them.
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"These are not just instruments," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the din of the Necro Natas Vex's attacks. "They are nightmares made manifest โ tools of our salvation."
The other Keepers looked at him, their eyes widening with a mixture of awe and trepidation. They had seen the power of the glyphs and numbers, but the idea of wielding their own instruments as weapons was a revelation.
Ikura closed his eyes, feeling the energy of the instruments pulsing in his hands. He could sense the patterns of the ancient language woven into their very fabric, waiting to be unlocked.
With a deep breath, he began to play, his fingers dancing across the strings and keys. The air around them crackled with energy, and the Necro Natas Vex's recoiled, their unearthly cries echoing through the twisted landscape.
The other Keepers, emboldened by Ikura's display, followed suit, each of them harnessing the power of their own instruments. The nightmares they conjured were both terrifying and awe-inspiring, cutting through the Necro Natas Vex's with ease.
As they fought their way towards the hundredth threshold, Ikura knew that they were not just battling for their own survival. They were guardians of a legacy, keepers of a knowledge that had the power to shape the very fabric of reality.
And with their instruments as their weapons, the Keepers were more than ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.