Amara’s pulse raced as her eyes locked onto the figure standing in the distance. Her breath caught in her throat. She had seen this person before, or at least, she thought she had. The features were unmistakable—sharp, hauntingly familiar, and yet utterly foreign. The figure was draped in shadow, its form blurred, but the presence was undeniable.
And then, as the dark whirlwind of energy continued to whirl around her, the figure took a step forward, its eyes glowing in the darkness like twin embers.
Amara’s heart clenched. No. It can’t be.
The figure was still too far for her to make out every detail, but she could feel the unmistakable weight of its presence pressing against her, like a suffocating storm. The creature, now fully unleashed and writhing in the dark vortex of light and sh
