The chamber was vast, the ceiling lost in shadow, and the walls pulsating with dark Ether that flowed like veins through the very heart of the stronghold. At the center, a raised platform glowed with an eerie, malevolent light, and atop it stood Celos Vex, his tall, imposing figure radiating raw power. His black armor gleamed under the pulsating energy, and his eyes, cold and calculating, glowed with a sickly green hue. Dark Ether swirled around him, almost alive, feeding into his every movement, making him appear as much a force of nature as a man.
Ethan, Prella, and Lillith stood at the entrance of the chamber, their weapons at the ready, their eyes locked on the figure before them. The weight of the dark Ether was almost unbearable now, pressing down on them with every breath, but they had no choice but to move forward.
