The creature's massive form towered over them, casting a dark shadow across the chamber. Kael could feel its presence like a physical weight, pressing down on his chest and filling the air with an almost suffocating pressure. His instincts screamed at him to run, but there was nowhere to go. The sealed entrance behind them offered no escape, leaving them alone with this ancient god of wrath and ruin.
"Kael..." Morgana's voice trembled, though her grip on her amulet remained steady. The amulet's faint glow offered a meager counter to the oppressive darkness that surrounded them, but it was clear that whatever power it held was not enough to match this entity.
