Ryker was a force of nature, his power crackling in the air around him like lightning. He moved with a grace belied by his sheer strength, his sword carving through flesh and bone with ease.

A guttural roar rent the air, and Aria whirled to find a towering beast bearing down upon them, its fangs bared in a grotesque snarl. Without hesitation, she charged forward, her blade raised high.

"Aria, no!" Ryker's voice rang out, laced with concern.

But it was too late. The beast's massive claw swept towards her, and Aria braced for the impact, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the blow.

The force of the strike was...