The Abyssal Lok trembled in the aftermath of Sam's titanic struggle against Kaleon. The echoes of the battle still reverberated through its chaotic landscapes, like the aftermath of a storm leaving the air thick with tension. Sam stood amidst the wreckage, his body heavy and his spirit battered, but somehow, the thrill of victory lingered.
"Well, that was something," Ticklebug chirped, trying to shake off the battle fatigue with a few enthusiastic flaps of his tiny wings. "I mean, if that's not a way to burn off a snack, I don't know what is!"
"Yeah, it was quite the show," Brigham replied, sheathing his sword and surveying the remnants of their battlefield. "But... the fight isn't over yet, is it?"
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