The battlefield erupted into chaos the moment Dorian's forces surged forward. The Rift's Heart loomed in the background, pulsing ominously with energy that seemed to seep into the very ground beneath their feet. Adira gripped her blade tightly, her breaths shallow but steady. This was their moment—a final stand that would decide everything.
"Stay together!" Kael's voice rang out over the din of clashing steel and unearthly shrieks. His sword cleaved through a shadowy figure, dispersing it into a haze of darkness.
Adira moved with purpose, her blade flashing in arcs of lethal precision. She focused on the rhythm of combat, each strike and parry propelling her closer to Dorian. The air crackled with tension, the raw energy of the Rift's Heart amplifying every movement.
