The void pulsed with a sinister rhythm, as if alive, feeding off the chaos surrounding them. Wei's muscles ached as he blocked another strike from one of the shadow creatures, its claws glinting with an unnatural sheen.
"Mei!" Wei called out, glancing toward her.
She was locked in combat with two creatures, her movements precise but desperate. Despite her exhaustion, she struck with unwavering determination, her blade slicing through the shadows like a beam of light in the darkness.
"We can't keep this up!" Mei shouted, her voice strained.
Wei nodded, narrowly dodging a swipe aimed at his head. He needed a plan—and fast. His gaze darted to Lin, who floated above the battlefield, the soul mirror glowing brighter with every passing second.
