Chapitre 65: Chapter 64: Battle with the Lich

The air felt suffocating, thick with dark energy that clung to their skin like a heavy fog. James stared up at the lich standing atop the stone altar, its skeletal form cloaked in a swirling mass of shadow and malice. The dim light of the runes etched into the cavern walls cast eerie shadows across the chamber, making the lich appear even more monstrous than before.

"You have come to die," the lich hissed, its voice a dry, rasping echo that seemed to reverberate off the very bones of the earth. Its glowing eyes locked onto James, its skeletal hands clenching the twisted staff of dark magic. "You cannot stop me. You are but dust, and I am eternal."