After I clashed with Melissa, I felt weak. The power I had unleashed to defeat her was no small feat. I admit she was strong, and if not for the crystal I was holding, I would not have managed to beat her; it enhanced my healing process beyond its usual speed.
As I ascended the stairs, my thoughts drifted towards my companions. Were they still alive? I hoped so. Their abilities were not to be underestimated. They wouldn’t have been named Warriors if they could have been defeated and killed.
Upon reaching the top of the stairs, I found myself in a vast, desolate hall. At the center was a large throne made of obsidian. A significant figure standing at the side of the throne drew my attention.
“Who the hell are you?” I inquired, suddenly on high alert as he released an ominous aura. How ma
