NARRATOR

Aldric turned, watching as the dark mist began to stir violently.

Whirlwinds formed within it, spiraling upward into the sky, stretching to cover everything above them.

Daylight, suddenly, seemed to be swallowed by the darkness—only fear and shadow remained, seething with hatred and vengeance.

The waters of the lake churned restlessly, blackening, as if veins spread across the surface, weaving a web of corruption.

The lake began to harden, solidifying—it was the last barrier separating