Bab 175: The power of the heart II

The dimly lit tunnel exuded an eerie ambiance, the walls damp and slick with moisture. The air was thick with tension as the girl, her knees threatening to buckle, clung to Ethan's arm in a desperate grip. Her face remained concealed beneath the hood of her cloak, yet her trembling form spoke volumes of her terror.

Ethan's hand, a conduit of otherworldly power, delved deep into the girl's chest. A macabre scene unfolded, but instead of the expected crimson blood, a torrent of ethereal magic surged forth. 

The tunnel seemed to pulsate with an otherworldly energy, casting a faint, golden glow that pierced through the shadows, casting an eerie radiance.

In the aftermath of the gruesome battle, the trolls stood defeated, one of them grotesquely decapitated but still standing.