The cavern's walls echoed the sound of labored breaths, the eerie silence that followed their victory pressing heavily on the group. Adira leaned against her sword, her body trembling with exhaustion. She cast a wary glance at the ashen remains scattered across the chamber floor. Though the corrupted figures had fallen, a sense of unease lingered.
"Is it done?" Kane asked, his voice low as he nudged one of the ashen piles with his boot.
"For now," Rhea said, her hands still glowing faintly as she scanned the area. Her golden aura flickered like a dying flame, and her face was pale with fatigue. "But the energy—it didn't vanish. It's still here. Dormant, maybe, but not gone."
Kael frowned, his sword resting loosely at his side. "Then we've bought time, not a solution."
