"Your time is up, Rian!" The words, filled with a chilling finality, pierced through Rian's consciousness like a bolt of lightning.
In a flurry of movement, he swiftly pivoted to face the source of the voice, his gaze fixated on the darkened sky above.
"What?!" Rian's voice trembled with a mix of shock and disbelief, his heart pounding in his chest.
He noticed that the leader of the cloaked group clasped their hands together, appearing to amass an overwhelming surge of power.
In a blink, the sky above darkened, and the wind howled with the fury of a raging storm.
Clusters of inky black clouds congregated and whirled together, spanning a distance of one kilometer.
He also noticed that the four figures facing him had shifted positions, positioning themselves behind the leader to form a circle.