"Sarah, hold on to me!" Alex shouted, his voice slicing through the chaos that engulfed them. The ground trembled beneath their feet as the dark shadow lunged forward, threatening to consume them whole. The air crackled with tension, and the once-vibrant clearing was rapidly spiraling into darkness.
"I won't let go!" Sarah replied, gripping his hand tightly, the warmth of his touch a lifeline amidst the encroaching dread. "We've come too far to turn back now!"
The shadow writhed like a living entity, eyes glowing with malevolence as it surged toward them, a storm of darkness and despair. "You think you can stand against me? You're nothing but fragments of light, easily snuffed out!" Damian's voice echoed ominously, deep and foreboding.
"I am not afraid of you!" Sarah screamed, summoning every ounce of courage within her. "We will fight, and we will win!"
