The temple echoed with the sound of battle, the clash of steel against steel reverberating off the ancient stone walls. Sparks flew as weapons met, and the air crackled with the energy of spells being cast. The Assembly agents moved with practiced precision, their attacks coordinated and relentless. But Ethan and his group fought back with everything they had, their determination fueled by the knowledge that failure was not an option.
Ethan parried a strike from one of the agents, his blade flashing as he countered with a swift cut that forced his opponent to retreat. He could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the immediate threat. They had trained for this, prepared for the worst, but nothing could have fully readied them for the intensity of the confrontation they now faced.