Amara's body crashed into the jagged ground, her breath knocked from her lungs as a deafening rumble echoed through the earth. The world seemed to tremble around her as if reality itself was starting to fracture. The strange presence that had risen from the abyss loomed over her, its tendrils thrashing through the air like serpents. Its form was monstrous, shifting, and undefined, but there was no mistaking the malice that radiated from it.
The beast’s eyes—no, those eyes—glowed with a sickly, unnatural light. A chill crept through her veins, but she pushed it down, forcing herself to take a deep breath. The weight of the rift had come crashing down again, and now, with the beast emerging from the cracks in the earth, she was trapped. The air was thick with tension, and the world around h
