A wave of shock and fear rippled through the crowd below. The Demon Cult, the very name struck terror into the hearts of the citizens. They had heard tales of their brutality and their insatiable thirst for power.
Wang Jianhong's grip tightened on his sword, his resolve hardening. "You will not succeed," he declared, his voice filled with righteous fury. "We will defend our kingdom to the last breath."
He charged towards Huang, his sword ablaze with celestial energy. The battle for the Shiny Star Kingdom had begun, and the fate of its people hung in the balance.
Huang met Wang Jianhong's charge with a cold smile, her white hair whipping around her as she gracefully evaded his attack. She raised her hand, and a surge of dark energy coalesced around her, forming a swirling vortex of shadows.
"Shadow Bind!" she hissed, and tendrils of darkness shot out from the vortex, wrapping themselves around Wang Jianhong's limbs.
