Screams from the Abyss

The Crucible of Shadows

The Seers' journey to the heart of the Eternal Night was a descent into a realm of pure shadow and malice, a twisting, treacherous path that seemed to wind through the very essence of darkness itself. Aria and Nalia led the way, the Blade of Dawn held aloft before them like a burning brand, its radiant light cutting through the gloom like a beacon of hope and defiance.

Behind them, the assembled host of the Seers followed, their faces grim and their hearts steeled for the battle to come. They were a tapestry of courage and determination, a living testament to the unbreakable spirit of those who had sworn to defend the light against the encroaching tide of shadow.

As they pressed on, the very fabric of reality seemed to warp and twist around them, the laws of nature and logic becoming fluid and mutable in the face of the Eternal Night's malevolent power. Shapes and shadows danced at the edges of their vision, nightmarish forms that seemed to mock and beckon, whispering dark promises an