The ground beneath them shifted violently, cracks spreading like veins through the darkened soil, and Adrian could feel the weight of every heartbeat. Each pulse was a countdown, each second a step closer to losing the rogue for good. The air around them was thick, suffocating, filled with a dark energy that made it hard to breathe, to think. The cursed relic in the rogue’s hands pulsed with malevolent force, feeding on his despair, his doubt, his rage.
"Rogue!" Adrian's voice broke through the chaos, raw with desperation, "You have to fight this! You can fight this!"
The rogue’s eyes, once familiar and full of life, were now nothing more than hollow, glowing orbs. His grip on the relic tightened as a surge of power rippled through him, causing the earth to quake violently. He staggered forward, his movements no longer his own, controlled by the curse that was devouring him from the inside. Every step he took toward the vortex, toward the cursed pool,
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