The monster's shriek faded, leaving an eerie silence hanging in the air. George's heart pounded as he lowered his weapon, his gaze sweeping over the square. The battle was far from over, and he knew that Lady Elara wasn't finished with them. Around him, his friends and allies gathered, breathing heavily but determined to keep fighting.
Just as George was about to regroup with his team, an unsettling ripple passed through the mist. The ground seemed to shift, and the remaining skeletons stood eerily still, their hollow eyes gleaming with an intelligence that hadn't been there before.
"Stay sharp!" George called out, raising his weapon again. He could feel the dark magic pulsing through the air, thickening the fog and making the shadows twist and writhe.
Akari's protective barrier flickered, struggling to hold back the oppressive darkness. She looked exhausted, but her resolve was unwavering. George moved to her side, offering her a reassuring nod.
