Chapter 137: Desperate Moves

We tightened our circle, bracing against the shape-shifter’s onslaught. The cavern was filled with a cacophony of sounds: the rumbling earth, the crackling energy of the artifact, and our unified chants. Sweat poured down our faces, and I could see the strain in everyone’s eyes. The shape-shifter’s dark energy was relentless, but we were holding on.

Eleanor’s voice grew stronger, her words infused with determination. “Focus! We’re almost there!”

The artifact’s light pulsed brighter, and I could feel the energy starting to stabilize. We were so close.

Suddenly, the shape-shifter let out a guttural roar. “If I can’t have this power, neither will you!” It drew upon its remaining strength and hurled itself towards the artifact, intent on destroying it – and us – in a final, desperate move.

“No!” I shouted, lunging forward to intercept. My body collided with the shape-shifter’s, and we tumbled to the ground. The force of its dark energy seared through me, but I held on, refusing to let it
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