The darkness surrounding the Demon King seemed to grow denser, swallowing the light from our surroundings. His hideous form cast a long shadow, and the air grew colder with each passing second. His claws glinted menacingly, promising pain and destruction.
"Stay focused," Aurelia commanded, her black and white flames flickering with intensity. "We need to strike together."
Riley and I exchanged a determined glance. There was no turning back. I tightened my grip on my weapon, feeling its reassuring weight in my hand. This was it—the final battle.
The Demon King lunged at us with terrifying speed, his claws slicing through the air. We scattered, barely avoiding his attack. Eileen's blue flames erupted in response, creating a barrier between us and the monstrosity.
"Keep him at bay!" she shouted, her flames burning brightly. "We need to find an opening!"
