The air crackled with tension as the Godsworn faced Moros, the dark general of Hades, whose laughter echoed ominously through the ruins. His towering figure, draped in black armor adorned with ghastly skulls, loomed over them like a shadow. Glowing red eyes pierced through the darkness, promising destruction.
"Foolish mortals! You dare intrude upon my domain?" Moros sneered, his voice like gravel. "You will find only despair here."
Darian's heart raced, but he held his bow steady. "We've faced worse than you!" he shot back defiantly. "Your reign of terror ends here!"
"Your arrogance will be your downfall," Moros growled, extending a hand. Dark tendrils of energy spiraled from his fingers, swirling around him like a living entity. The wraiths behind him hissed, their ghostly forms writhing in anticipation of the battle to come.
"Now!" Alexander yelled, raising his sword high. "For the Godsworn!"
With a surge of courage, they charged forward. Selene led the charge, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement. "Kiss of Love!" she shouted, casting her spell towards the nearest wraith. The pink energy enveloped the wraith, rendering it momentarily helpless, and Selene felt a surge of power course through her veins.
"Keep pushing!" Thalor called, summoning a wave of water from the nearby stream. He hurled it at the advancing wraiths, momentarily drenching them and slowing their advance. "Tidal Strike!"
Darian took his shot, his arrows now imbued with the magic of light. One arrow struck true, piercing through the spectral form of a wraith, scattering it into a cloud of shimmering mist. "Light's Vow!" he shouted.
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The Godsworn
FantasyThe Godsworn is a high-fantasy adventure series where ancient mythology meets epic battles. Five chosen heroes, each gifted with the powers of the Olympian gods, protect their realm from dark forces led by Hades. The story follows their journey of m...