The Hero of Darkness Against The Heroes of Kastoria (1)

"Don't regret what is about to happen," I said, my voice cold, as I extended my right hand with purpose.

In an instant, a black sword materialized within my grasp, its presence dark and imposing. It was one of the treasured weapons of Tenebria, a blade known to strike fear into the hearts of even the bravest warriors.

"Medea," I called, my tone sharp.

"My lord?!" Medea responded eagerly, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation as she swiftly approached me.

"Do it," I ordered without hesitation.

"Yes~," she replied, a satisfied smile spreading across her lips. Raising her hand with a graceful yet ominous gesture, she unleashed a dark red glow that shot upwards, quickly expanding to form a barrier around us. The light pulsed and shifted, eventually settling into a dome that encompassed not only me but all the Heroes of Kastoria and their soldiers as well.