Kael crouched in the shadows, his sharp eyes fixed on the hulking monster guarding the entrance to the inner compound. The creature stood tall, its grotesque form illuminated by the faint, eerie glow of the torches lining the gate. Its eyes glimmered like molten gold, scanning its surroundings with a menacing vigilance. Kael tightened his grip on the hilt of his blade, the familiar weight of the weapon steadying his nerves. His heart pounded, but his movements were precise as he positioned himself for the kill. The wind carried a soft rustle, masking the sound of his steps as he crept closer. In one swift motion, Kael surged forward, his sword slicing through the fog. The monster turned, but too late—Kael’s blade plunged into its chest, piercing the corrupted flesh. The creature let out a guttural roar before collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud. Kael wasted no time. He signaled to his team, a sharp wave of his hand that beckoned them to follow. One by one, the Guardians sli