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Chapter 22 - The Gathering Storm

Eli, Aethon, and Lyrien rallied their allies, preparing for the impending battle against Malakar. Realms united, sharing knowledge and resources.

Eli's magic continued to grow, resonating with the land. Ancient artifacts and forgotten lore aided their quest.

Aethon's strategic mind coordinated their forces. Lyrien's wisdom guided them through the complexities of realm politics.

As they mobilized, Malakar's darkness intensified. Corrupted creatures terrorized realms, spreading fear.

Eli's resolve hardened. "We must end this."

Their army assembled, a diverse force of warriors, mages, and creatures from various realms.

The march toward Malakar's stronghold began.

Along the way, they encountered survivors of corrupted realms. Eli's heart ached, fueling her determination.

Malakar's stronghold loomed, shrouded in darkness.

"Prepare for battle," Aethon commanded.

Eli's magic surged, merging with the land's energy.

Lyrien stood beside them, ancient power coursing through her veins.

As they approached Malakar's stronghold, the air thickened with malevolent energy. Eli's magic pulsed, sensing the darkness.

Aethon's strategic mind analyzed their surroundings. "We need to divide our forces. Lyrien, take the eastern flank with the Ancient Order. Eli and I will lead the central charge."

Lyrien nodded. "I'll ensure our flanks are secure."

Eli's grip on her staff tightened. "Let's end this."

Their army advanced, facing twisted creatures born from Malakar's corruption. Battle cries echoed through the realms.

Eli's magic unleashed, merging with the land's energy. Aethon fought beside her, his sword slicing through darkness.

The battle raged on, realms united against the common foe.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the realms in a fiery glow, Eli and Aethon reached Malakar's stronghold.

The dark sorcerer awaited them, his presence suffocating.

"You fools," Malakar sneered. "You think you can defeat me?"

Eli stood tall. "Your darkness ends today."

Malakar's laughter shook the foundations of the stronghold.

The final confrontation had begun.