The gates swung open, revealing a chamber bathed in shadow. Astrid's laughter echoed through the space, taunting them. "Welcome, my dear," she called out, her voice like a siren's song. "I've been waiting for you."
Adam's grip on the Power Sword tightened, his eyes locked on the figure that emerged from the gloom. "This ends now," he shouted, his voice carrying the thunder of his resolve.
The agent now revealed as Duncan, the mage, stepped forward, his eyes glowing with fierce determination. "We stand together," he said, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
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The battle was fierce, a maelstrom of steel and sorcery that seemed to shake the very foundation of the fortress. The Dark Mage's forces were relentless, their loyalty to Astrid unwavering. Yet, the bond between Adam, Teela, Krass'tine, and Duncan was stronger than any magic.
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