The wave of energy struck the heroes, sending them flying across the battlefield. Lyra stumbled to her feet, her staff still clenched in her hand.
As she looked around, she saw that the others were scattered, their bodies lying motionless on the ground. She knew she had to act fast, or risk losing everything.
With a newfound determination, Lyra charged forward, her staff glowing with a fierce light. She struck the darkness with all her might, unleashing a blast of magic that sent it reeling.
The darkness stumbled backwards, its presence wavering as it struggled to regain its footing. Lyra took advantage of the momentary weakness, pressing her attack with a fierce determination.
But the darkness was far from defeated, and it summoned a massive tentacle to strike Lyra down. Just as it seemed like all was lost, Kael appeared, his eyes shining with a fierce light.
"I've got this," he said, his voice low and urgent.
Kael summoned a burst of magic, striking the tentacle with a wave of energy. The tentacle shattered, and the darkness stumbled backwards, its presence wavering as it struggled to regain its footing.