The light of the ritual had barely begun to fade when the true nature of Nyx's threat became apparent. Despite the powerful protective barrier surrounding Elaris, the city's defenders were far from safe. The darkness was not vanquished; it had merely retreated momentarily, regrouping for the final assault. The sky above Elaris was now a swirling maelstrom of shadow and storm, casting an ominous gloom over the city.
Elara and her companions regrouped, their faces set in grim determination as they prepared for the next phase of their battle. The ritual had bought them precious time, but the true confrontation with Nyx was imminent. The air crackled with tension, and the city's defenses were on high alert.