The eclipse's twilight enveloped the battlefield in an eternal dusk, where Elysiel's light and Seraphis's shadows waged a chaotic dance against the combined forces of the fairy council and the rebel demons. Kaelyra stood out among the enemies as a figure of pure malice, manipulating the forces of darkness with mastery that revealed her dangerous power and deep knowledge of ancient demonic spells.
Seraphis breathed deeply, his red eyes glowing as he struggled to maintain control over the shadows surrounding him. He could feel Kaelyra probing his mind, like snakes slithering through the cracks of his sanity. His connection with the darkness had always been intense, but now it seemed like she was trying to use it against him.
— Seraphis! — Elysiel shouted, blocking a magical spear strike aimed at her by one of the warrior fairies. — You need to focus! She's manipulating you!
