As the dust settled and the echoes of our battle faded, I felt a sudden, ominous shift in the air. My body tensed instinctively, sensing another presence in the temple. From the shadows, a deep, malevolent laugh resonated, chilling me to my core.
"Well done, Jade," a voice boomed, rich with dark magic. "But your trials are far from over."
From the darkness emerged a towering figure, even more imposing than Kael. His eyes glowed with an eerie red light, and his body was shrouded in shadows that seemed to writhe and twist of their own accord. This was no ordinary enemy—this was a true nightmare made flesh.
"I am Voss," he declared, his voice a mix of amusement and menace. "Kael was but a pawn. You face the true master now."
