The dark energy coursing through the chamber intensified, swirling like a malevolent storm around the dark cultist leader. As his chant reached a fever pitch, the dark power seeped into the cultists, their eyes blazing with an unholy light. An eerie, unnatural strength flowed into their limbs and transforming their desperation into a terrifying ferocity.Rakar's warriors, though fierce and battle-hardened, began to falter under the relentless assault of the empowered cultists. Each strike from the dark cultists now carried an amplified force, their claws rending through armor and flesh with alarming ease.The tide of battle shifted, the once confident defenders now struggling to hold their ground.Ethan watched from his concealed vantage point, his Stealth ability keeping him hidden as the chaos unfolded below. His cold, calculating eyes tracked the flow of the battle, noting the growing casualties among Rakar's warriors.