The battlefields stretched before Seraphina, a chaotic mix of shattered earth, scorched bodies, and the echoes of relentless war. The air was thick with smoke, the heat unbearable as the very skies crackled with energy. Her heart thudded in her chest, each beat heavy with the weight of what was to come.
Azrael and Vaelith stood beside her, their expressions torn. They had fought beside her, bled beside her, but this... this was her fight alone. The last step on a path that she had walked for far too long. Her destiny had been set the moment the Fulcrum had chosen her, and now it was time for her to face it. The Elementals were here, their monstrous forms writhing in anticipation, knowing that their existence was coming to an end. She would be the one to deliver their demise, but in doing
