Duncan and Eira returned to the kingdom, where they found Kaidën, Lyra, and Ryker waiting for them.
"What's the plan?" Kaidën asked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Duncan's bones hummed with energy. "We face the darkness head-on," he said. "We defeat it, and save the kingdom."
The others nodded, their faces set with determination.
Together, the five of them marched towards the heart of the kingdom, where the darkness awaited.
As they approached, the air grew thick with an eerie, pulsating energy.
Duncan's bones tingled with excitement. He knew that this was it – the final battle.
The darkness loomed before them, a vast and terrifying presence.
Duncan raised his hands, and his bones surged forward, forming a shield of skeletal fists.
The others followed suit, summoning their own unique abilities to join the fray.
Kaidën charged forward, his sword flashing in the dim light.
Lyra's bow sang its deadly song, firing arrow after arrow into the heart of the darkness.
Ryker's eyes gleamed with intensity as he worked his magic, summoning a storm of rocks and debris to rain down on the enemy.
And Eira... Eira's power was unlike anything Duncan had ever seen.
She raised her hands, and the very fabric of reality seemed to bend and warp.
The darkness howled in rage as Eira's power washed over it, threatening to consume it whole.
Duncan's bones surged forward, pounding the darkness with a relentless barrage of skeletal fists.
The battle was intense, with both sides trading blows and neither gaining the upper hand.
But slowly, steadily, the tide began to turn.
The darkness began to falter, its power waning as Duncan and his friends pressed their advantage.
And then, in a final, desperate bid to turn the tide, the darkness unleashed a massive blast of energy.
Duncan's bones surged forward, absorbing the impact and protecting his friends.
The darkness stumbled back, its power broken.
Duncan's bones tingled with excitement. They had done it. They had saved the kingdom.
The others cheered, their faces flushed with excitement.
Eira smiled, her eyes gleaming with approval.
Duncan's bones relaxed, their energy dissipating as they returned to their normal state.
He looked around at his friends, his heart full of gratitude.
They had done it. They had saved the kingdom.
And as they walked away from the battlefield, Duncan knew that he had found his true purpose.
He was a hero, a defender of the kingdom.
And he would always stand ready to defend it, no matter what dangers lay ahead.