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A cold wind swept through, causing a layer of goosebumps to rise on Evan's skin. The wind carried with it an indescribable stench, reminiscent of death and decay. He knew well that this was no ordinary breeze; it was the breath of the Dark Wings, accompanied by death and destruction.
In this darkness, Evan could sense a massive presence slowly approaching. The air grew heavier, as if a great weight pressed down on his chest. Suddenly, a flickering light flashed through the darkness, and Evan quickly turned around, seeing that light shimmering in the depths of the shadows, like some mysterious beacon.
"What is that?" Evan squinted, his voice filled with curiosity. "We should check it out."
Elf gently grasped Evan's arm, her eyes glinting with caution. "No! That can't be the light we think it is. Be careful, Evan; this could very well be the Dark Wings exploiting our fear."
Evan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "We can't linger here." He looked firmly at Elf. "I believe that light might be our only chance. If we don't seek it out, the Dark Wings will find us first."
Elf hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. "Alright, we'll go together, but we must be cautious. Don't forget, the Dark Wings have the power to manipulate fear."
The two of them cautiously approached the source of the light. Each step was fraught with danger; the surrounding darkness seemed to silently consume their thoughts, making every move feel laden with unease and dread. More whispers emerged from the depths of the shadows, like invisible hands reaching out from all directions, attempting to overwhelm them with fear.
Yet Evan did not falter. He held onto Elf's hand tightly, driven by a determination that told him if he stopped now, everything would plunge into eternal darkness from which there would be no escape.
Finally, they reached the source of the light. It was not an ordinary glow but a blue gem floating in midair, emitting a faint yet resolute radiance like a star in the night sky. The air around the gem shimmered slightly, as if the very rules of space were shifting in its presence.
"This is..." Evan leaned closer, his gaze fixed on the gem with surprise flickering in his eyes. "This gem looks like the core of a crystal ball. How did it end up here?"
Elf also looked down at the gem, her brow furrowed. "This gem must be related to the seal of the Dark Wings. It could be some kind of passage or perhaps the key to the seal."
"The key to the seal?" Evan echoed softly, suddenly recalling something he had heard before. "Are you saying we can use this gem to unlock the seal?"
The Elf nodded. "It may be the only way."
"Then we must get it!" Aiven's tone grew more resolute. Despite the lingering unease in his heart, they had no choice at this moment. They could only give their all to seize every chance of survival.
Aiven reached out to touch the gem, but as his fingertips brushed its surface, a tremendous vibration surged through the air, making it feel heavier. Suddenly, the surrounding darkness seemed to be torn apart by some unseen force, revealing a deep rift before them. It was as if two black wings were slowly unfurling at either end of the crack. The enormous feathers radiated a chilling aura, as if countless demons lurked within, waiting for a command.
"It's coming!" the Elf shouted in terror, his voice filled with urgency. "We need to get out of here!"
Just as Aiven prepared to retreat, the dark entity suddenly appeared before them. Its figure was tall and indistinct, its face completely obscured by swirling shadows, as if it were the very embodiment of darkness itself. The massive wings spread wide, blotting out the light and creating an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
"Do you think you can escape?" The voice was deep and hoarse, echoing as if from the depths of hell. "You are nothing but ignorant insects daring to touch my seal."
Aiven's heart raced, nearly leaping from his chest. He understood that they faced not just an ancient legend but a true and terrifying existence. The power of the Dark Wings was beyond their imagination.
The Elf grasped Aiven's hand tightly and whispered, "Aiven, don't forget our purpose here! That gem is the only weapon capable of sealing the 'Dark Wings.' We must destroy it to eliminate this threat once and for all!"
Aiven nodded, his gaze resolute. He knew that their choice was no longer merely a matter of life and death; it concerned the fate of the entire world. If they failed, darkness would engulf everything.
"Come on!" Aiven shouted, raising the light source in his hand as he charged toward the gem. "Let us face this ultimate challenge together!"
In an instant, the wings of the Dark Wings lunged toward them again, filling the air with a suffocating stillness. Aiven and the Elf sprinted with all their might toward that gem.
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