Elara's eyes snapped back into focus, her mind reeling with the realization of what was happening. She was possessed, her body under the control of the ancient entity.
Sophia and Ryker stood in front of her, their eyes filled with concern. "Elara, what's wrong?" Sophia asked, her voice soft.
But Elara's body didn't respond. Instead, it began to move towards the artifact, its eyes fixed on the glowing relic.
Ryker's eyes narrowed. "Something's wrong," he growled, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "We have to stop her."
Sophia's eyes widened in horror. "No, Ryker! We can't hurt her!"
But Ryker's face was set in determination. "We have to stop the entity," he said. "No matter what it takes."
As Elara's body reached out to take the artifact, Ryker's sword flashed in the sunlight. Sophia
