The clash between Zarek and Death unfolded in a spectacular display of arcane and necromantic energies. Zarek, now transformed into an ethereal being, wielded his powers with unparalleled mastery. From his left hand surged a torrent of potent arcane energy, crackling and illuminating the battlefield, while his right hand exuded the ominous essence of necromancy, a force that seemed to defy Death itself.
As Death unleashed the tidal wave of a million dead souls, Zarek stood resolute. The souls collided with an invisible barrier created by Zarek's merged powers. The impact created shockwaves, shaking the very fabric of the battlefield. The clash of energies resembles a vivid tapestry across the night sky, a cosmic between life and death.
Zarek's eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity, reflecting the amalgamation of arcane and necromantic forces within him. With every movement, he countered Death's relentless assault, pushing back the wave of souls with an unyielding will.
In the midst of the clash, Zarek muttered to himself, seeking an alternative strategy against the relentless force of Death. "Think, Zarek, there must be another way," he whispered, determined to find a solution. With a surge of resolve, he once again unleashed a concentrated beam of both arcane and necrotic energy, directing it toward Death.
Yet, as the beam hit Death, Death responded with mocking laughter, asserting, "Hahahaha, don't you think such an attack can defy me?" In an instant, Death materialized directly in front of Zarek, wielding his scythe with malevolent intent. The clash that followed was nothing short of apocalyptic. Zarek, undeterred, conjured a pure sword formed from the amalgamation of arcane and necrotic forces. The clash between their weapons reverberated across the battlefield, shattering mountains and turning the very bedrock into a storm of debris. The sheer ferocity of their powers painted a vivid tableau of destruction, a testament to the struggle between one wielding the forces of life and the other embodying the inevitability of death.
As Zarek and Death clashed in their cataclysmic battle, Khai and Samael finally regained consciousness. Samael, in shock, observed, "Is that Zarek? What happened to him?"
Khai, equally surprised, responded, "Yes, but we must wake the others first."
Nodding in agreement, Samael and Khai moved to wake Rina and Imzyh. As Rina stirred back to consciousness, she gasped, "Is that..."Khai confirmed, "Yes, it is Zarek. Maybe it's because of the use of that eye he possessed."
Imzyh interjected, "I see... looks like both of their presence could send me through my spine. Both of them, their power... are terrifying."
Khai rushed to Mikaela's side, calling out her name with increasing urgency, "Mikaela! Oi, Mikaela! It looks like she's in bad shape. I have to save her first."
Rina gasped at the sight of Mikaela's severe wounds, prompting Khai to respond with frustration, "Tskk... we have to create an Amber Stone before it's too late."
Concerned about the situation, Rina added, "But Khai, look around... our surroundings, everything is death. It's hard for us to find the ingredients."
Samael reassured them, saying, "Don't worry, Khai. I have this Amber Stone, but it's small."
Khai, grateful for the aid, replied, "It's okay. At least we can treat her wounds a little. Do you have any bandages?"
Imzyh, chimed in, "Sure, here are the bandages."
As Khai utilized the Amber Stone given by Samael to treat Mikaela's wounds, the stone emitted a comforting glow. Imzyh, observing the scene, noticed the Headless Horseman and observed its condition. In response, the Headless Horseman remarked, "It must be painful for you to see someone who could be your savior in such bad shape."
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Ashes Whisper
FantasyAshes Whisper is a novel that follows the story of Elara, a young woman cursed with the ability to absorb the souls of the dead. As the war takes a heavy toll on Elara, she struggles to keep fighting, and her curse becomes increasingly difficult to...
