The battlefield trembled under the weight of the rift's chaotic energy. Violet light surged from its core, bending the very fabric of the air around it. The ground cracked and splintered, each fissure radiating an ominous hum. At its epicenter stood Kaelron, his merging magic spiraling into a volatile maelstrom. The relic and crown fragments pulsed erratically at his side, fueling the unstable harmony between the Maw's presence and the Primordial Bonds' essence.
Nyx stood beside him, her daggers poised as her sharp gaze swept across the chaos. Ignis circled above, her fiery form weaving through swarms of shadow-forged creatures that attempted to breach their defenses. Umbra growled low at her side, its sleek form tensed and ready to strike.
"Kaelron!" Nyx shouted over the din, her voice cutting through the cacophony of battle. "You have to hold on. Don't let it take over!"
