Just as Gwendolyn and Malgarius started to relax, believing the danger had passed, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The air around the now-faded sphere crackled with a strange, unfamiliar energy.
Suddenly, the ashes from the entity swirled together, forming into something new. From the glowing remnants, another figure began to emerge—a creature unlike anything they had seen before. Its body was formed from pure light, towering even larger than the previous entity, with glowing eyes that stared down at them.
Gwendolyn took a step back, her heart pounding as she realized the battle wasn't over. "What now?" she whispered, her grip tightening on her sword.
Malgarius glanced at her, his eyes narrowing. "We have to be ready. This isn't over yet."
