The chamber was a tumult of chaos as shadowy creatures swarmed from every corner. Alaric's sword flashed through the dim light, each swing cutting through the writhing shadows. His companions, too, were engaged in fierce combat. Adrian's fists crackled with energy, sending shockwaves through the dark entities, while Thalia's blade moved with deadly precision, slicing through the darkness with grace.
Lyra, wielding her staff, chanted incantations that illuminated the chamber with bright bursts of magical energy. The shadows recoiled from the light, giving the group brief moments of respite. Marcus, standing by her side, fired arrows imbued with magic, targeting the most aggressive of the dark creatures.
