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The horizon seemed to ripple with malevolent energy as the first ranks of the Voidlords' vanguard came into view, their jagged forms casting long shadows in the light of the setting sun.
Dabi and others, standing atop the city's inner wall, gripped the edge of the parapet as his breath caught in his throat.
"They're here," Loira murmured, her voice barely audible over the rising tension. Her staff pulsed faintly with energy, as though resonating with the dark forces approaching.
Aldric Valorin stepped forward, his golden armor glinting with the last rays of daylight. His voice cut through the air like a clarion call, steady and unyielding.
"Hold your positions! Remember what we're fighting for. The walls will hold as long as we do!"
The defenders, a mix of battle-hardened soldiers, mages, and hastily trained volunteers, responded with a unified roar, though fear lingered in their eyes.
