[Samael Ashwood's POV]
"Shit indeed, Because we too are bound to protect this place and kill any intruders," the man finished, his voice cold and detached. As he and the one who was sleeping awoke with a sudden, unnatural jolt, the atmosphere in the chamber shifted dramatically. The once-slumbering figure now stood beside the other, his eyes glowing with the same eerie light. Both of them exuded a palpable aura of malevolence, their bodies tensed and ready to attack.
The twisted beings on the platform, who had been locked in their grotesque battle moments before, now turned their full attention toward me. Their eyes gleamed with an unnatural hunger, their twisted forms pulsating with dark energy as they started to converge on my position.
