Elara's gaze locked with Damien's, a silent exchange passing between them. Despite the weight of his curse, his eyes burned with determination.

"Are you ready?" Damien's voice was low, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword.

Elara nodded, her own weapon drawn. "For you, always."

With a mighty roar, Damien led the charge, his allies following suit. Claws and fangs clashed as the battle erupted, the ground trembling beneath their feet.

Elara fought with a ferocity born of desperation, her movements fluid and precise. She cut through Asher's forces, her heart pounding in her ears.

Seraphina fought by her side, a whirlwind of steel and fury. "We've got your...