The battle within the Midnight Pawnshop unfolded slowly, each moment stretching as tension thickened the air. Shadows clashed against the shimmering light, creating a dance of dark and bright that resonated through the walls. Wei, Mei Lan, and Lin stood shoulder to shoulder, their breaths quickening in anticipation as they prepared to face the looming threat of the Shadow Sect.
As the binding magic enveloped the dark figures, Wei felt a rush of adrenaline surging through him, but there was also a weight of uncertainty. The air was electric, crackling with potential, yet it was also heavy with the reality of what they were up against. Shadows writhed like living entities, their malevolent forms flickering in the dim light.
"We can't let them regroup," Wei murmured, glancing at Mei Lan and Lin, his heart pounding in his chest.
