Lirien, Arin, and Lyra entered the fortress, their senses on high alert. The air was thick with dark energy, and the shadows seemed to writhe like living things.
As they ventured deeper, they reached a vast throne room. King Ryker sat on the throne, his eyes blazing with malevolent power. Mira Shadowglow stood beside him, her eyes fixed on Lirien with a mixture of curiosity and contempt.
"Welcome, my dear daughter," King Ryker said, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been expecting you. You're just in time to witness the culmination of my plan."
Lirien's gaze locked onto her father, her heart heavy with sorrow. "Father, stop this. You're not a monster."
King Ryker laughed, the sound echoing through the throne room. "I am what I was meant to be. And soon, I'll be the ruler of all Tenaria."
Arin stepped forward, his sword at the ready. "We won't let that happen, Ryker."
Mira smiled, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Let's see how long you last against the darkness."
With a wave of King Ryker's hand, the shadows erupted into a maelstrom of dark energy. Lirien, Arin, and Lyra fought valiantly, but the darkness seemed endless...