As the last Dark Lora dissolved into nothingness, the battlefield was left eerily silent. The once blood-red sky of the Eldoria outskirts returned to a pale twilight, casting an ominous glow on the group. Xavier’s chest rose and fell rapidly as he sheathed his sword, its blade still pulsing faintly with leftover mana.
"That... should be the last of them," Xavier said, catching his breath. He wiped his brow, watching the dark mist of the creatures evaporate into the air.
Aji bent down to gather the shimmering, glass-like essence left behind by the slain creatures. His dark assassin’s cloak swirled around him, still humming with the energy of his magic. “Let's make sure we leave no trace. We can’t risk someone following our trail.”
Eve, with her soft aura of healing magic still faintly gl
