บท 877: Chapter 877: Into the Maelstrom 

The sound of clashing steel and the sharp crackle of magic echoed through the air as Elara, Morgana, and Seraphina made their way toward the front lines. The battlefield stretched out before them, a chaotic mix of Guardian forces clashing with Varek's shadow army. Dark creatures, twisted by shadow magic, surged forward like a living tide, slamming against the hastily constructed defenses.

Above the chaos, dark storm clouds churned, casting the battlefield in a perpetual twilight. Lightning crackled in the distance, followed by the deep rumble of thunder, as if the heavens themselves were reacting to the power that had gathered below.

Kirin fought at the front, his twin blades a blur of motion as he cut down a shadow beast, its form dissipating into black smoke. Thalia was nearby, her bow singing as arrows flew with deadly precision, each one finding its mark in the heart of an enemy.