The air crackled with unrelenting energy as the monstrous form of the Source of Corruption loomed before us. Its towering body of writhing shadows and pulsating tendrils radiated malice, each movement warping the space around it. The clash of light and darkness from the Heartseed and the Source created a dissonant hum that reverberated through the realm.
"This thing doesn't look like it'll go down easy," Ember growled, flames erupting from her paws. Her fiery glare locked onto the creature, unwavering despite the overwhelming presence before us.
"Stay focused," Silvermane said, her voice steady, though her muscles tensed like coiled springs. Her wolves flanked her, their glowing eyes fixed on the enemy.
The Source of Corruption roared, a guttural, earth-shaking sound that echoed across the chaotic expanse. It raised one of its massive arms, shadowy tendrils snaking out toward us like living vipers.
