Alyan moved back, losing his hope, falling on his knees, "This... has to be a nightmare." He whispered, knowing he has lost even after all this time.
Adaddon's laugh echoed in the air, jeering this vulnerability,
"Your true end has come!"
“What’s this?” Amber asked, noticing the shadow dispersing in the sky. “Adaddon has been released from this body.” Zaria hissed, curling her hands in a fist. “What?! We have to do this now, Zaria then.” Amber argued. “No we can’t dammit!” Zaria scoffed. “Why?!”
“We need to gather all Black Shrouds to the Capital first until then, we can’t do anything.” She growled. “Let’s do this.” Zaria breathed out, turning to Larry who nodded in return and cast, “Woeful Illusions.” After he cast the spell, they rushed to Alyan’s side who had lost his hopes. “Alyan,
