The air was thick with the acrid scent of smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Kira's eyes, now a deep shade of malevolent purple, darted between her opponents. A cruel smile played on her lips as she assessed the trio standing defiantly before her.
"You think you can protect this village?" Kira taunted, her voice dripping with contempt. "This is just the beginning."
Nabil, undeterred, tightened his grip on his Warhammer. "We won't let you destroy our home," he declared, his voice steady and resolute. He glanced at Agatha and Leaf, who nodded in silent agreement.
Kira moved with the speed and agility of a seasoned assassin, her dagger flashing in the dim light. She lunged at Nabil, but he swung his Warhammer in a wide arc, forcing her to leap back to avoid the crushing blow.
"Agatha, now!" Nabil shouted.
