The battle raged on, a symphony of chaos and resolve that echoed through the clearing. Amara led her allies with fierce determination, her heart pounding in rhythm with the clash of weapons and the roar of magic. Each step forward felt like a testament to their unity, an affirmation that they would not allow the darkness to claim their world.
As they pressed into the heart of the enemy's ranks, Amara's gaze locked onto the sect leader, who had regained their footing. The figure moved with a predatory grace, their dark aura intensifying as they rallied their forces, determined to break through the barrier of light surrounding Amara and her allies.
"Focus your attacks!" Gaius commanded, his voice cutting through the tumult as he fought alongside Amara. "We must cut off their leader from the rest!"
