It Makes No Sense At All

"No! Stop!" Lenny roared, his face pale with a mixture of fear and fury as he lunged forward, but the crystal had already begun its work.

The students gasped and took a collective step back as the hall transformed around them. 

Shadows twisted and elongated, forming the shapes of warriors in enchanted armor, their forms shimmering with ethereal light.

The air crackled with tension as a dark figure emerged, hovering above them with a terrifying presence that sent shivers down their spines.

The Corrupted Prince's Echo stood before them, his figure blurred and yet unmistakably powerful, his eyes glowing with a malevolent golden light.

The 25 Hunters materialized around him, their faces determined, weapons at the ready.