The Primordial One lunged with terrifying speed, its form a manifestation of pure malice, sharp and predatory. Tyler barely had time to react as it barreled toward him, claws outstretched. He rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike, but the force of the creature’s movement sent shockwaves through the void.
Amara’s voice was faint but steady. “The core, Tyler. It’s the key to everything. Do not lose focus!”
But the focus was almost impossible. The sheer presence of the creature overwhelmed him, its glowing eyes boring into his soul. It wasn’t just attacking—it was testing him, gauging his every move as if it already knew his weaknesses.
Tyler tightened his grip on his sword, its faint glow offering the only comfort in this oppressive realm. “If you think I’m going down easily, y
