The darkness pulsed as Ravger stepped forward, its towering form radiating an aura of menace that choked the very air. Alyssia tightened her grip on her blade, her knuckles white as she stared at the monstrosity. Garrick moved beside her, his jaw clenched, his axe gleaming with the faint glow of enchantment.
"We cannot let it take Kaelen," Alyssia whispered, her voice laced with both fear and resolve.
Ravger's crimson eyes gleamed with sadistic delight. It spoke, its voice a guttural snarl that echoed in the hollowed silence. "You think you can stop me? Kaelen's soul belongs to the void."
Alyssia's heart pounded, but she squared her shoulders. "Not while I stand."
