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Evan clenched his fists, a sudden surge of determination flooding his heart. "So what do we do? Can we restore its power?"
The Armored Man slowly turned, his gaze becoming serious. "Restoring the pure power of the Flying Heart is not easy. It requires true courage and wisdom, and you must be prepared to pay a great price. Your fates are now tightly bound to this city. If you choose to accept this mission, you must be ready for what lies ahead."
Evan felt a flicker of doubt, but his resolve remained steadfast. "We've come this far; there's no way we can give up now."
The Elf nodded in agreement. "No matter what awaits us, we will face it together."
The Armored Man looked at them, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes as he seemed to weigh their determination. "In that case, you must accept the trials of the city. Only by passing these trials can you hope to purify the Flying Heart and restore the city's power."
Evan and the Elf exchanged glances before nodding firmly. They knew they had no other choice. This trial might be their only chance and the key to changing everything.
The Armored Man led them deeper into the palace, entering a dark underground chamber. With each step forward, the air grew heavier, an indescribable sense of oppression enveloping them. Despite the glow of crystals illuminating their path, the darkness still sent chills down their spines.
"This is the entrance to the trial." The Armored Man stopped, pointing to a massive iron door ahead. Embedded in the door was an Ancient Inscription, etched with various symbols that resembled some kind of code. "Through this door, you will enter the realm of trials. Each of you must confront your deepest fears and darkness; only true warriors can pass."
Evan took a deep breath and approached the iron door, gently pushing against the Ancient Inscription. The door groaned heavily as it slowly opened, revealing a deep passageway. At the end of the corridor, faint light flickered, hinting at some unseen power.
"The trial has begun," the Armored Man said softly. "No matter what you face, you must persevere. Those who fail will remain forever in this darkness, becoming part of it."
Evan and the Elf exchanged no more words; they nodded at each other and stepped boldly into the unknown darkness. As they entered the passageway, the iron door slammed shut behind them, plunging their surroundings back into silence. A suffocating sensation filled the air, as if an ancient curse quietly wrapped around them.
"We need to be careful," Evan whispered, keeping his eyes fixed ahead, ready to confront any danger that might arise.
The Elf's ears perked up slightly, alertly scanning the surroundings. "Yes, the trial won't be that simple. We may face threats beyond just physical ones."
As they walked through the corridor, suddenly, the lights dimmed sharply, and the air around them became heavy and cold. Evan's footsteps slowed as he sensed an inexplicable force closing in on him.
"It seems there is... something ahead," Evan whispered, his eyes gradually adjusting to the darkness.
The Elf stood alert beside him, and suddenly, it leaped forward. "Be careful!"
A shadow darted out from the darkness like lightning, and before Evan could react, it lunged right in front of him. A black figure emanated an aura of malevolence, its face indistinct, as if composed of countless fragments. Its eyes flickered with a strange light, as if its very existence challenged all order.
"What is this?" Evan exclaimed, slipping slightly and nearly being caught by the shadow.
The Elf sprang into action, its sharp claws striking out towards the shadow. "Don't let it get close!"
The shadow let out a piercing laugh, becoming even more indistinct, like an intangible darkness coalescing and dispersing. Evan felt his strength being drained away; the sensation of being consumed by darkness nearly suffocated him.
"This is a trial's test!" Evan shouted. "We must break through its shadow to move forward!"
The Elf clenched its claws and roared, lunging at the shadow. "Quickly, focus your strength!"
Evan took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He understood that only by overcoming the fear before them could they continue onward.
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