As Lord Merith closed in, his imposing figure loomed larger with each step, a mountain of rage and violence bearing down on Luke and the knights who stood by his side. The air around him seemed to thicken with menace, his every movement radiating power and brutality. Luke could feel the weight of Lord Merith's fury even from a distance, the bloodthirsty tyrant's intent clear as day.
The knights, though their weapons blazed with flames, felt the chill of dread creep over them. They rushed forward, hoping to delay the inevitable, to protect Luke from the monster now within striking range. But they were no match. Lord Merith met their advance with a grim smile, his sword a blur of deadly precision.
